Poems About Life

If He Looked At Me

Oh how I wish he'd look at me

and possibly see me for me

He won't look at my face

and examine its every trace

He won't notice my ugly complexion

or my follicle abomination

He won't flinch at my too cropped hair

Or laugh at the clothes that I wear

Instead he'll look real deep

And let everything seep

All that he can reap

If he looks down deep

And as time passes,

he'll ignore the other lasses

because I'll hit his heart

with a metal dart

He'll fall in love with my skin

He'll make me a velvet pin

and tell me my skin follicle

is not such a debacle

If he only he can look down deep

To all that he can reap

That what he'll sow 

Will turn to sweet dough

If only he can look down deep

and see me for me