If I was better looking,
perhaps he'd look at me
If I was more confident,
perhaps he'd notice me
For if I could shower him
with gifts and riches,
perhaps he'd consider me worthy
Not without a doubt,
if I had washboard abs,
he'd torn asunder and give me have a glance
The best of all I have to offer is not enough
My words too tepid to his ears,
My actions ineffective,
My deeds and love too hollow,
desire is not a spark in his furnace
I can only ponder,
some dreams simply aren't meant to be
1 comment:
This poem is very touching but it is a bunch of BS! You can get anyone you want!! UR awesome.
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