Look at you
smelling good
the aroma of your skin.
Perfectly brushed your hair,
of course, your genes help it.
Always dressing with the
finest clothes, shoes,
jackets.
But what I like the most are
those small sized eyes.
How innocently you smile at
me. ~The way you walk.
Even that. I feel so dumb.
Because I know you don't
like me.
Cause I'm not blond or have
blue eyes, skinny, tall....the list
goes on and on.
But I promise you that I can
give you more than any
other American girls can.
So confident, yourself.
But still shy.
Cute. I like that.
And here I am, at my
art class, with my lips
chapped to death, and a
scratch on my face, that
makes me look "fea".
I look like a freaking
weirdo with that on my
face.
This is just me
letting all my anger,
hate and stress.
I might just focus on school,
but loving is not something I can Ignore.
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All the poems in this book are written by me and are 100% originall.
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YOU ARE READING
When you like a boy
PoesieThis is a compilation of my feelings for a boy. I would like to consider it poetry, some sort of poem. It has 3 parts because I expressed the stages of my understanding of love. I hope you enjoy it. Actually, nevermind, I've spent a lot of time writ...
