I may be good to look at,
My blooming face-fat,
Kind of demure,
And a girl that mature.
Nice to everyone,
Not abusing to anyone,
But don't do that to me,
When too much come.
Maybe you fall inlove,
My heart already taken of my love,
I'm not too much attractive,
But my attitude so much attractive.
So does many are falling,
And so many are failing.
YOU ARE READING
It's a gift
Poetrymy love, my received feedback nor feelings. Some hurts. Some not. But considered as a gift to challenge you as a person. I hope you like it.
