I am friend

I am lover

I am sister

I am daughter

I am a chameleon,

Becoming what you need me to be.

Use me,

But don’t abuse me.

It’s happened before

And I fear any more

Will leave me broken

Alone in the corner.

The toy nobody wants to use

Because it doesn’t work right. 

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