I'm not musical. I don't play the guitar and I don't have a pretty voice to accompany it.
But if I was musical, I would write you a song about the first time I saw your smile and you would be so touched you'd cry.
I can't promise you that I will write you a decent song, but I can promise you I can try to come up with rhythmic words describing how I feel around you.
I'm not perfect. 160 pounds of "i hate myself" trudging in a 5'8" body that I wish wasn't my own.
But if I was perfect, I would go up to you and kiss you and you would be pleased with my appearance and we could possibly fall in love.
I can't promise I'm going to stay consistent with a diet, but I can promise you I will go to the gym everyday striving to be what you want.
I'm not happy all the time. I have scars that litter my thighs and they all have different stories attached.
But if I was happy all the time, I would laugh with you about the most stupid things and it wouldn't be a fake one.
I can't promise to be happy all the time, but I can promise to listen to you whenever you need a a shoulder to cry on.
I'm not artistic. My hands shaking every time I write notes in class or try to draw a decent picture.
If I could, I would paint a picture of how your eyes shine, and it would be a painting that changes your perspective on life, the kind that makes you open your eyes up to new opportunities.
I can't promise that I'm artistic, but I can promise to spend weeks trying to make a painting to describe your eyes until it is perfect.
I'm not quite outgoing, choosing to be by myself listening to good music instead of with people. When I seem outgoing lord knows it's fake.
But if I was, I would tell you how beautiful you look in those tight black skinny jeans wrapped around your long legs.
I can't promise to always be outgoing, but I can promise to give you all the attention you need.
I'm not special. Heck, I'm about as original as it gets.
But I will promise you that I can be the person who will love you like no one else could for the end of time.
If only I was perfect enough for you to love me back.
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Borderline Personality Poetry
Puisi*TRIGGER WARNING* I have Borderline Personality Disorder These are the thoughts in my head I get the burning feeling to type out. Nobody in my life really cares to read them so I decided to put them on here. I have constant mood swings, so I can't t...
