Just Like Her
You can't help what you're born with.
You can't help who they were.
You can't help that the way you look...
is just like her.
The way you sit at dinner.
The way you seem unsure.
The way you wear your ponytail.....
just like her.
You have to fight genetics.
You have to clear the blur.
You will not lose your dignity...
just like her.
Sometimes you feel her presence.
You sense the way things were.
You shake it off and remind yourself...
You'll never be like her.
Copyright © Mary Nagy | Year Posted 2005
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