just a mere girl

choose your mom. who am i to be worth to make you fight with your mom? she gave birth to you. she raised you. in your body there runs her flesh and blood. who am i? just a mere girl you've known for several years. just a mere girl who've been liking you stupidly for several years.
i am nothing, right? i am so replaceable.
choose her. not me.

even though my heart whispers that i want to be worth fighting for, at least you try to keep me. you defend me just a little bit. maybe that will make a change.