So Nice, So Nice

So nice, so nice

You seem so nice

Once nice, once nice

They seem like lies

So, I guess I'm not that nice

Sit at tables of high opinions and high voices 

I just want to runway

They all seem so nice 

Not at all superior

I'm just my father's daughter 

He showed me how to stand my ground

Well, I guess we aren't that nice


This poem is about: 
My family


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