Your alternate universe is full of plot* holes,
but at least you're the star.

The Compliment Disaster
Has left us in a daze.
A kindness comes a monster
And'll only lose us face.

Not one of greatest poets
Has stemmed from nonsense such
Who clouds their skills to write it—
The words that comes out ****!

So silent, her despair,
The will to be seen , by whom she called her universe
Shallow and narrow, her soul
                                              and her body
Inked with the memory of thy heaven
But her skies turned grey, each time you looked away.

Hello hello oh mystery man
It's funny how people meet
Are you the one who fortune told
Would kiss the ground under my feet?
Now let's not get too ahead of ourselves
Wearing our hearts on our sleeves
But I've been waiting for someone to come along
And make a woman out of me
A voice still unheard yet I can already imagine
I'll melt like morning dew
Hello hello my mystery man
It's a pleasure to finally meet you.