She writes to me 
Uncovering her deepest darkest secrets
Spilling herself out onto paper
Like the ink she writes with
                              Dear Teddy Bear,
                              You ask me what I see
When I look into the mirror...
Knowing exactly how 
Vague and broad of a question that is
I search my brain
Shuffling through answers 
I could possibly present you with
My aim in writing this is to be as clear as possible
So as not to have to explain
Myself multiple times over
...
When I look in the mirror
I see my most prominent features
My stressful youth
Sexual value
A person that can be as simple
As black and white 
Then as complex as the political views
Of Republicans and Democrats 
When I look in the mirror 
I see me
Awkward me...
Trying her hardest to find her pretty 
To be what I view as pretty 
                              Oh sweetheart if you only knew 
How heads turn as you walk past 
You'd then know 
That you set the ground ablaze when you walk
                              Making niggas drool like babies
You are unique 
You have this ability to talk
The pants of anyone
                              Courage to say anything that crosses your mind
Intelligent and truthfully blunt
This mothering nature for kinds
I look at you 
                              I can see it in your body language
You think you can hide 
But what you don't know is I see you
I see the dark circles 
                              And hurt you're trying to hide
I just want to be the arms that console you
The ears that hold your secrets tightly 
Like a heavy duty lock with no key
                              Just know you are far from broken inside
You are far from Just a girl 
Because to me you're a queen
I tell you I love you because I do
                              I looked directly into your eyes 
And fall everyday
I've said plenty of woman are perfect
I'm not quiet sure if I meant it then
                              But with ever breath in my body 
I can be certain I mean it now
You are magic
Completely perfect from your weird ass habits
                              All the way down to your corn chip toes
You're perfect 
                                      
                                          
                                   
                                              
                                           
                                               
                                                  