I like the skilled ones.
Yes, they aren't always the prettiest,
But their intelligence,
Bright and wonderful,
Can match the personality,
And that's attractive.
She likes the stupid ones.
No, they don't look ugly,
But their lack of intelligence,
Annoying and exhausting,
Matches who they are,
And, to her, she thinks she can teach them,
To her, that's attractive.
He likes the funny ones.
They look shy and lonely,
But their introverted silence,
Sometimes doesn't match their soul
And he thinks he can break their shell,
To him, that's attractive.
They like everyone.
The intelligent and nerdy,
The stupid and annoying,
And the shy and the lonely.
They believe they are who they are,
Because, that, to them, is attractive.
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Just A Mess
PoetryI'm not too sure as to what this is, but I often get bored and lost in my thoughts, so why not write them out? As I wrote I created poetic sentences, lines and phrases. So, I hope they can be enjoyed despite their mainly heavy topics. This book cove...
