God, she's perfect,
An angel on earth.
Long, soft hair,
Rosy cheeks,
And eyes that shine.
But she wouldn't fall for me,
She wouldn't even notice me.
A screwup,
Piercings, and
dirty t-shirts,
Messy hair and
A bad attitude.
I'm not the kind of girl
an angel would love.
I'm not the kind of girl
an angel would notice.
A/N
This isn't about me, just an idea I thought would sound nice put together.
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The Mind of a Teenage Outcast
Poetry//My second poetry book// Poetry about Depression/Self harm/Anxiety/Suicide and generally sensitive topics Possibly triggering Please read my first poetry book Brøken/Depressed Pøems Thanks *my own poems* Rankings - #221 in poem ...
