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A Girl Named Jo
I pal around with the best of them.
I'm not starved for kisses or love.
I know I don't fade into the woodwork,
but I do fade from being a girl.
If I hear "You're such a good friend" one more time
I will scream in frustration!
I like being friends with the guys,
but when do I get to be a girl?
I'm not a supermodel, but I'm not a woofer either.
I stand tall in the face of evil.
Everyone seems proud of me, but no one wants me
the way a girl wants to
needs to
be wanted.
I can't beg you to want me,
but I can pretend you do.
©1998-2004 J. Gardiner
