i wrote a lot of great poetry when i was in love
i wrote even better poetry when i was in pain
i wrote the best poetry when i realized that the two emotions were actually the same.

I may not be pretty
Brave, skinny or witty
My teeth will never be straight

My hair, yes, it's curly
And my style's... not that girly
Plus I'm sorry I often run late

I may not be neat
But I sure love to eat
And I often think that I know best

My nails are chewed
And my humour's quite rude
Plus I know my cooking's a mess

I may not be refined
But I'm loving, and kind
Who cares if I have lots of flaws

I'm perfect for you
You're perfect for me too
And no matter what, I'm yours