Her eyes were like the ocean,
So blue, yet far from the emotion.
Her hair was a straw like gold,
A beautiful girl but her feet were always cold.
She brings herself down,
Like every guy that comes around.
So scared of being of being broken,
She leave all her thoughts unspoken.
If only they can see how beautiful she is,
If only they knew how clever she really is.
If only someone would show her how beautiful she is,
If only someone would tell her how clever she really is.
Apr 2, 2018
Apr 2, 2018 at 10:12 AM UTC
Her eyes were like the ocean,
So blue, yet far from the emotion.
Her hair was a straw like gold,
A beautiful girl but her feet were always cold.
She brings herself down,
Like every guy that comes around.
So scared of being of being broken,
She leave all her thoughts unspoken.
If only they can see how beautiful she is,
If only they knew how clever she really is.
If only someone would show her how beautiful she is,
If only someone would tell her how clever she really is.
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