these dashing deceiving looks
tells the hoax that i'm doing okay.
my wavy hair,
tells her i care for detail
and she just needs someone
who can be gentle with her heart.
but i'm rough like the stubble on
my strong jawline,
chiseling her fears apart
after i freak out and
punch a hole in the wall.
with the help of
my big honest brown eyes,
she believe my lies, and all
my *******.
this betraying beauty has her
on her knees
praying ill be the one to stay
she says i'm what she needs
the mystery in my life
keeps her at my feet
my cut cheekbones,
curve her attention from
my frown, forever shaping
my golden eyebrows,
showing brutality behind
the sparkle in my eyes
charming her with
my pink, plump, pursed lips
that of course, captured
her with desire
this fabricated fascination
makes her assume i have it all together
makes her want to ****
even though i'm nothing but a ******* disaster
but i guess also a stud