Best/Worst Friend
I wanted to do everything with her, for her,
My best/worst friend, Jess.
I thought she would do them for me too.
“Let’s go to the movies (so my mom won’t know I’m going out with Danny).”
“What can I do to help you (I’m going to take the credit)?”
“Of course you’d be a great captain (she doesn’t have what it takes).”
We stuck up for each other,
Shared our lives but
I was the only one.
Then I realized, I wasn’t.
All around us, everyone she touched
Was missing,
Hiding in the shadows of the great queen Jess.
So I stood up, called her out.
They gave me the push I needed, we needed,
Because I love them all.
Blossoming out of the terror
We emerged stronger than ever,
United and free.
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