To know your face is of flawless sight
So special for my eyes to see.
But yet the thought behind your face
As arrogant and self-centered as can be.
To notice your perfect skin tone,
Not too dark, nor too light.
But yet beauty is only skin deep
Underneath it’s not a good sight.
To speak with a voice so deep and unique,
It gives me the shakes inside.
But yet to speak with no kind words,
It seems you’ve gotten too caught up in your pride.
To spend a day of precious time to
Stop and say hello, fine.
But yet one day of 365 is far from quality time.
You’re a 10 in my book, and that’s no lie,
As far as I can see.
But your inside’s are ugly, feelings that is,
Ugly as can be.
That’s what makes you ugly.