When I see you I feel like I should be happy,
Not insecure and terrible
Your flawlessly perfect,
Your smile is a gift from God to me,
Your eyes are the color of the sky,
and your hair is darker than the night.
I'm flawlessly full of a million flaws,
My smile is fake and unpure,
My eyes should be a chocolate SWirl,
But rather a pile of dirt.
My hair should curl like a ribbon,
But instead is a knot.
You don't notice me the way I notice you,
But I ask do you notice that I notice you.
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