I'm no Covergirl
No misses Loreal
And there's no need to wonder if I'm Maybeline
I don't got celeb looks
Got my freckled nose in every book
Yeah I know it's cheesy
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I know that it's cliche
Tan skin
Blonde hair
Perfect face
She talks about him like he's nothing
The fact that I care should count for something
But at least I appreciate his smile
He brightens my day for a little while
And I have no chance
Frizzy
Untamed curls
My flat iron is my world
Trying way too hard to be that girl
Sitting on my shower floor
Feeling bitter to the core
All I want is to be wanted
I would never ever flaunt it
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His short crop of hair
Not a strand out of place anywhere
Bright and charming eyes framed with care
Broad shoulders to lean on
And big strong arms to hold on
And everything
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Oh but I had a chance
Now I'm holding his big hands
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SongBook
PoetryIf music is your passion, if poetry tickles your soul, or if you're a lyricist at heart, my song book is something you might wanna take a look at. Music and writing are my 'things' in life, and this is where I'll post songs from the actual song book...
