"diamomd" poems
You're perfect, let's start there
Your eyes, your smile, your perfect blonde hair
I'm scared to see what you'd say
If I'm honest, you'll run far away.
Frankly, I'm just not good enough
No diamomd, just rough
Your type you say so simply
Is the complete opposite of me
Thin, tall, blonde, perfect
I'm short, fat, brunette, not worth it
If only you could see the inside of me.
Jul 2, 2015
Jul 2, 2015 at 1:31 AM UTC