Am I trash, am I your treasure
I don't know what else I could ask
You say hello, I say my pleasure
I wear a big smile as a mask
Happiness comes and
goes
but the one thing that
makes me truly happy is you alone
Come here, get
Close
You're my drug and I need a dose
Your beauty compares to that of a white rose
If you told me I was your world
I'd tell you I'm worth less than fake gold
I'm not saying im broken
I'm just not that bold
My inner beauty just doesn't glow
But when you're with me I'm in a whole different world.
YOU ARE READING
Painted Words
ŞiirSome of my lesser thought out poetry, still think it should be seen.
