Guess what You are not what you think your are You may think your lips are ugly I still want them on mine You may think your hips are fat I still want to put my hands on it You may think your face is ugly I still want to caress it You may think your figure is unattractive I still want to feel it pressed up against me You may think you are stupid I still want to talk to you You may think your scars are ugly I still want to hear every story You may think your eyes are ugly I still get lost in them You may think your nose Is ugly I still want to give it a rub with mine You may think you are needy I still want to hold you You may think you are rude I still prefer your company You may dislike every part of yourself I will still disagree with you Now and until my breath completely runs out