I am sorry

I am just a daughter 

who holds weight on her shoulders

carrying who you could never be,

just a daughter who tells white lies,

or half lies

or whole lies, 

who becomes who you want her to be,

who is not always who you thought she would be,

a daughter who loves

with her whole heart

and will die with your love in her being,

a daughter who cries


her chest heaving in pain, 

a daughter who is

perhaps still naive,

but would hold the world for you if she could,

but is just a daughter.


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