It's Not What I Lack

Why am I not her?

Is it because her skin is lighter

And more appealing?

Her eyes brighter, and filled

With something mine don’t have?

Is it because you understand her better

While my words get lost in translation?

I’d change my hair one hundred times for an ounce

Of what you pour into her

What does she have that i don’t?

Is it because I began to see?

See What you were after?

Did i not play my part well enough?

Not give you what you wanted?

I didn’t bend over when you said bend?

Is it because I didn’t submit?

I guess I should ask

What do I have that she doesn’t?

It wasn’t so clear to see at first

What you find in me, you won’t find in her

It’s what she lacks, and not I

For I know who I am, and I don’t need a missing piece

I have a backbone

And that’s all I really need.

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