My mother always said I could be anything I wanted, so I became your friend.
Wasn’t easy, learning all the ways of being popular; the signs of just being better than ordinary people. Developing a sense for when cool was about to become dated.
But in the end, that wasn’t a burden. Getting to be close to you inspired me to keep going even when things seemed difficult; until it seemed natural to care more about the things you liked than the things I used to.
No, the hard part was getting her skin off without tearing any delicate areas.