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When I first met you, I did not like you. I hated that you were always on top of your work, That you were always so focused all I could do was lurk. I hated that you always tried to be the best, Competing with me in disregard to my request. I was jealous of you because you were so perfect. You made everything seem so worth it. I never saw you walk away with anything other than an A. All work was done in the best possible way. I found myself comparing myself to you. I wanted to be perfect too. I tried to change myself to resemble you. It actually helped me get out of the blues. Many would say that you should never change who you are, But when I was with you, I felt like a star. I started to distance myself because depression got in the way. You were my first real friend and I doubted you would stay. I dug myself into a hole to get away from you, With this sadness following me too. I never looked back to see you following me. I would soon realize that you were a precious treat. You stayed with me for a very long time, You stayed with me until I was ready to climb. Until I met you, all I knew was demons But you soon convicted them of treason. You demonstrated the definition of a bright light. And I could never thank you enough for showing me what was right. Continue to be you: such a beautiful rose. Dispose of any thoughts that may oppose.
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Jul 23, 2019
Jul 23, 2019 at 7:11 PM UTC
My Best Friend
When I first met you, I did not like you. I hated that you were always on top of your work, That you were always so focused all I could do was lurk. I hated that you always tried to be the best, Competing with me in disregard to my request. I was jealous of you because you were so perfect. You made everything seem so worth it. I never saw you walk away with anything other than an A. All work was done in the best possible way. I found myself comparing myself to you. I wanted to be perfect too. I tried to change myself to resemble you. It actually helped me get out of the blues. Many would say that you should never change who you are, But when I was with you, I felt like a star. I started to distance myself because depression got in the way. You were my first real friend and I doubted you would stay. I dug myself into a hole to get away from you, With this sadness following me too. I never looked back to see you following me. I would soon realize that you were a precious treat. You stayed with me for a very long time, You stayed with me until I was ready to climb. Until I met you, all I knew was demons But you soon convicted them of treason. You demonstrated the definition of a bright light. And I could never thank you enough for showing me what was right. Continue to be you: such a beautiful rose. Dispose of any thoughts that may oppose.
SwayingTree
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18/F/Earth
Jul 23, 2019
Jul 23, 2019 at 7:11 PM UTC
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