Beautiful
I know I'm not beautiful
Not like the other girls that surround you
Then why do you love me, not them?
They are perfect beyond beleif
I'm not
They could be models
I could be dirt
They have a sense of fashion
I don't
The only thing in common we have is loving you
And out of all the models, the superstars, and the perfects you chose me
Bleh...not my best work, but OK