The Other Side
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I came from one side
You came from the other
I wonder
Who was the better?
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I grew up with food
I grew up with family
I had my 'friends'
And money, and school.
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You grew up wanting meals
You grew up an orphan
You had no friends
Save hunger, and loneliness.
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You got a chance
You got an opportunity
She offered you a way
Out of your hellhole.
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But you knew deep down
That the solace you might find
Would only please half of you;
The rest would be left behind.
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Still, half was better than none,
And you said yes
And it seemed you'd almost won—
But someone else had other plans.
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So you lost that chance,
So you lost that opportunity,
So you ended up worse off
Than ever before.
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I got a chance
I got an opportunity
I offered you a way
Out of your hellhole.
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I know I'm not her
You better know it too
'Cause guess what—
This may be your side of town,
But I'm a different side's kind of girl.
A/N: Make of it what you will. I had an idea for a story, but it decided to come out as a poem, and I conceded. It then promptly twisted itself to work from a canon perspective as well. Oh, pieces these days...they can never decide on what they want, can they?