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You asked, “What does she think of me?” to them,
But I wished you would have asked me instead.
For I am “she” and know where those thoughts stem,
So now I will share what I would have said:
In my eyes you soar like a meteor,
Ambitiously free and unstoppable,
Combined with your confident demeanor.
To not admire you? Impossible!
But you and I do not see eye to eye.
For freaks do not deserve such praise, you say.
And claim what I said is one silly lie,
To let the compliments be brushed away.
To you I’ll always tell this more and more,
But one day I wish these words could be yours.