You can't help what you're born with. <br />You can't help who they were. <br />You can't help that the way you look... <br />is just like her. <br /> <br />The way you sit at dinner. <br />The way you seem unsure. <br />The way you wear your ponytail..... <br />just like her. <br /> <br />You have to fight genetics. <br />You have to clear the blur. <br />You will not lose your dignity... <br />just like her. <br /> <br />Sometimes you feel her presence. <br />You sense the way things were. <br />You shake it off and remind yourself... <br />You'll never be like her.<br /><br />Mary Nagy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/just-like-her/
