I become so awkward in love
I feel that I'm all wrong.
We look deep into each others eyes
I flick mine away after only a moment
I feel that if you look too close
You'll see my untrimmed brows or my red-dotted face.
You'll see the weakness in my eyes
The lies and terror I have lived.
You touch my waist or my arm
I like the way it feels
For only a second
Then I remember I'm not stick thin
And the bumps on my arms that I pick at when I'm nervous.
I want to kiss you so badly
Until I realize I'm inexperienced
And when you touch me I feel out of place
So you wouldn't want to kiss me.
Because in a world where I'm not good enough
Smart enough
Pretty enough
Short enough
Feminine enough
Nice enough
All I am is awkward.
Because I don't know how to be loved
And why would you want to try and love something as awkward as me?