Oh, Baby, you see,
I am not daring or courageous.
Nor beautiful or wonderful.
I am anything but amazing and outgoing.
I am ugly and I always mess up.
My head is filled with chaos and horrible thoughts.
You've got me all wrong, baby,
Because I am imperfect.
Oh, but baby,
You are daring and courageous,
You are beautiful and wonderful,
You are amazing and outgoing;
Even if you don't know it.
Your smile and your eyes are the best features about you.
Your personality is amazing.
I love and hate
That you don't think you're perfect
Because then I get to tell you everyday that you are,
In hopes that, someday, you'll believe my words.
You say you're imperfect,
But to me you are perfect.
So does that make you perfectly imperfect?
ESTÁS LEYENDO
My Poems
Randommy poems (please do not take them, they are very, very personal and me a lot to me.)
