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I have been working on this poem for over a month now. After an unsettling fight with a friend last weekend, I finally found the words. Love to know what you think.


The Daughter

I I I
Am not a flower
And I am not the thorn of your rose
I I I
Am not your lover
This is not the way the ballad goes

I I I
Am not the answer
And I cannot bother with more lies
I I I
Am not the cancer
And I am not the babe who sweetly cries

Bring to me
All your misery
For I am not the sunshine that you see
Hold me down
This your holy water
Cause I am not the sun, but the daughter

I I I
Am not a story
And I am not your moment of regret
I I I
Am not a warning
This too Im sure you will forget

I I I
Am not the data
I am not merely DNA
I I I
am not the pattern
and I am not there when you pray

Bring to me
All the misery
For I am not the sunshine that you seek
Hold me down
In unholy water
Cause Im not the sun, but the daughter

I I I am not your crisis
And I am not the secret to be told
I I I
Am not a player
I never learned how to be so cold

You have brought me
So much misery
And I tried to be the sunshine that you seek
I am swimming through
Your unholy water
I am not the sun but the daughter.

I I I
Am not the mistress
I am not the reason for your lie
I I I
Am not returning
I have already made up my mind