I dont have the perfect face for you to look at everytime,
I dont have a round nose, blue eyes or soft lips for you to kiss every now and then.
I dont have the slimmest body for you to touch, a flat stomach to feel or smooth hands for you to hold whenever you want.
I get jealous, I get mad, I get worried, but baby that's all because I love, care and think of you always.
Think of me as mad, crazy or too much, but remember you're also not in any places to judge!
Accept me or forget about me,
For I am not perfect,
Or maybe you're just not worth it!
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I'm not Perfect
PoetryThis poem is about a strong girl (anonymous) who tells us about how she feels towards the person she loves dearly, who also happens to not pay her enough attention and takes advantage of her feelings. Please don't forget to vote :D xoxox More poems...