I'm not the daughter you want me to be
And I'm not the person I see
In my dreams, in my dreams
I wanna be less like you
More like me
Escape your hatred
Without looking back because
I'm not who we think I am
Yeah, that little girl you see--
That's not me, that's not me
Stuck in the side notes
Clashing the two boats
Getting away from you
That's what I have to do
To shatter the towers you built
Expectations you used to make--
They're fake, they're fake
I'll be myself tonight
And I'm ready for a fight

I can't explain it, the feeling
Like an open wound that isn't healing
Until the pain creeps from the ceiling
The love a gaping hole keeps stealing

And I don't understand why
The black-winged angels can't fly
Mother nature starts to cry
As the bodies swing goodbye

The Reaper knows what to take
Pleading mercy at the stake
Don't touch me or I'll break
Standing alone in its wake

~
nudge, nudge
~
I'm ready to burst into laughter
This really brightens my day
And so every class thereafter
Goes just exactly my way

"Accidentally" moving my arm
Then waiting for me to return it
I fear it's doing both of us harm--
This game has got us out-witted

Kicking my foot from under the table
Gets a real kick outta me
And you'll know I'm actually able
To play along the way it should be

Comfortable
Talkative
Sensible
Intuitive

                  Witty­
                  Daunting
                  Giddy
             ­     Flaunting

                                       The best one
                                        I could pin
                                        Is second-to-none
                                        Win-win

What makes best friends?
Is it the duo that outwardly click together
Or the unexpected secret bond between outcasts?
What even determines best friendship?
The time spent together laughing and growing
Or the depth in which we laughed and grew together?

Should we even dare to do so much as to
Claim one person as our favorite?

Are best friends there all the time
Or there for all the problems?
Could best friends be comfortable with
The shallow stuff or the meaningful stuff only?
Could someone's best friend not think of the other
As their best friend?
Does a best friend need to be someone you
Talk to in person only?
On computers only?
Or a mixture of both?