Girl.

I live with a girl who's taller than me,
and pale as pale could be,
She leaves a trail of mess -I guess its her I never see.
She doesn't like the sunlight, and doesn't like the heat,
When walking by my side I note the largeness of her feet.
She looks so pale and oh so tall when I look up to greet but then
The height my mother gave to me is no great feat to beat.

 ~x~