Shaneika Cooper Poet I do not know?

Like a Seesaw

I got a friend, yeah she cool
 She a friend most people call crazy, but I like her the way she is
 She can take a hit
 throw a punch
She corrects me when I get out of line
yeah she cool

 But what about the times when she talked about me?
 Or called me out my name?
 Or when she let my name be dragged through the dirt

 Was she so cool then?
 Maybe so, I really don't know
 But through it all she showed me that I could take my own hits
 And throw my own punches

 Cause our friendship was like a seesaw
 tilting up and down until she jumps off and BOOM!!
 I'm left there crying and hurt
 While she laughs cause i'm on the ground

 But instead of kicking more dirt on me, she lifts me
 up and brushes my clothes off
 
 "I was playing", she says, "You know I got your back."
 And she smiles and says come on, and I run after her because I believe her

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