Just a self-expressing poem

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I don't have a pretty face
Or a fair, white, smooth skin
Trying to live my life,
I don't have the riches the world gives
I just exist out from nowhere
I don't have everything
Yet I have this heart
And my love more hotter than the sun
Is all I can give you, will you accept it?

I’m not as demure like the other girls,
Or as elegant as they dress.
Even their silhouette I can't duplicate
Spellbounding charms can't be found in me
Yet I have this heart
And my love more hotter than the sun
Is all I can give you, will you accept it?

I don't possess the brains,
Or the talents to showcase
I am just me,
Trying to live my life
A monotonous life.
Yet I have a dream,
I want to be loved,
Not because of what I have,
But of what I am.

Ambitious it may seem,
Yet I don't want everything.
I can't be like the other girls
Because I am me.
Does it sucks to be me?
Always forbidden by the society
For not having the riches
The brains,  nor the talents
Always being ignored,
And interpreted as not prominent

Yet I have this heart
And my love more hotter than the sun
Is all I can give you, will you accept it?

These words I've been keeping
For centuries, I've waited
For someone out there,
To love me for who I am
For being ordinary
I whispered to the wind,
And the wind will deliver it to you
Has someone out there,
Willing to love me true?


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So far this is the poem I have made in just a few minutes. It's not about the flowering words, but the right words, is it?

Lame isn't it?
    
:(:

-DN


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