A song I wrote as a favor to a friend of mine that I then made into poem format to post here for bragging rights lmao🤙
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My favorite guy
in the world
laughs and makes
me feel like more
than just another girl.
I'm the center of his world,
or so he says when I
get insecure,
afraid to open up the door,
for fear he'll realize
I'm just not
the girl he's looking for.
So when he calls me princess,
who in his mind's the queen?
Try to ask these questions
but he doesn't know what I mean.
He asks "Why would I need another
girl when I have you?"
But baby, please my darling,
please just let me know the truth.
Why ever me when you're so
beautifully you?
Why me? Why you?
What are the chances?
Show me the proof.
Why us? I can't figure it out.
No matter what I do,
I just can't seem
to grasp the concept
of love to me from you.
I'm just not the kind of girl
guys fall in love with,
like sandy blondes
with beautiful green eyes.
Not the girls with dark heavy waves;
stormy blues; they're so afraid;
faking smiles we try to hide behind.
When he calls me princess
who in his mind's the queen?
Try to ask these questions
but he don't know what I mean
He asks, " Why would I need another
girl when I have you?"
But baby, please my everything,
just let me know the truth.
Why ever choose me
when you're so
beautifully you?
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