She told me that I am
Kind and caring and
After I help her out some
She tells me I'm sweet
I tell her,
Despite what you hear
I try to help out however I can
Because I know how it feels
To have no one around to help
And how no one likes me
And talks about me
She looks at me and says,
I love you!
I would never talk about you
And if I did,
It's about something funny you said
She tells me not to listen
To what people say about me
'Cause she knows
That I'm a good person,
That I'm sweet and helpful
I've thought recently,
Very, very recently,
About confiding in her about
How much this hurts,
And if I was brave
I'd cry my eyes out
Because I've told another,
Got teary eyed but
It never went further down
Before all of this
She tells me of her cousin
And how she worries
For him after Trump was elected
And I'm left to wonder
How it feels to date someone
With the same name
As a cousin
But she's funny and despite what she thinks, I will always help her.
'Cause I know how it feels to have no one to help, even for the mundane and boring and annoying things.