screw labels

© 2009 cheers14

She’s my best friend
She’s had a fucked up life,
Labeled as the slut,
I know she ain’t,
Labeled as the bratty step daughter,
She’s not,
Labeled as the bitch,
Only if you start it first.
Step dad… to her the dough bag
Step daughter… to him the mistake.
She’s been judged and labeled,
But to me all she’ll ever be,
Is my best friend.

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September 24, 2009. General Poetry. No Comments.

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