rejected
Let me clear things out
I’m not the type who only falls for visual
I get fascinated, alright
But that doesn’t mean you’re my type of guy
I know I’m not pretty
But I believe I have the right to be choosy
Call me blind or whatever it may be
But I am rejecting you and for that I’m not sorry
YOU ARE READING
Poems of Confession
PoetryWords I opted not to confide Scattered pieces of me, hidden inside He who held them, now nowhere to find Gone, leaving me behind
