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Rated: E · Poetry · Contest Entry · #1782837
The costs of being the daughter of a president
We were going to help the people,
that's what daddy said.
Make a change and save the world,
he proclaimed.

"Daddy, I don't want to save the world."
I declared, scared of all the attention.
"Daddy, I don't wan't to move into a big white house."
I cried, scared of losing all my friends.

People knew him, and so they knew me.
But who are all these people?
Why do some love me?
Why do some mock me?

Soon, his approval rates fell.
He wasn't saving the world.
People hated us from all over,
people who had never even met us.

I had big men by my side,
all the time.
I was told I had to smile,
I had to wave.

I wish I could play.
I wish I had a friend.
I just want to be normal again,
together in my Chicago den.
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