Ok I admit it.
I'm not the best friend
I'm not the greastest with advice
But I try my hardest
I put up with more stuff
than a teen ever should
I'm not athletic
I'm not a girly girl
But I like cute clothes
I take their verbal bestings
with pride
Go ahead
call me fat
I'm not pretty
I'm not perfect
but I am understanding
I'm not wanted
I'm not loved
My mom is my worst enemy
and my best friend
She wants me to be like her
but I just wanna be me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem