When Boys Grow Up

Where did this gap come from?

When did it decide that this place is it's right to reside?

What right did it have to divide my friends?

Why was gender the only requirement for the gap to survive?

 

I'm not your girlfriend.

I'm not your future girlfriend.

I'm just a friend.

Don't think of me in that way.

I'm just a girl.

This poem is about: 
My community

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