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The Standard.
Many things I may have,
But too high of standards is not one of them.
I'm tired of your sarcastic laugh,
And the way you keep my mistakes in pen.
You're not perfect yourself,
And I'm not sorry to say
My heart I will not sell
To a man who would leave it to decay.
I know that I'm worth fighting for,
Not to be treated as a back up door.
I deserve flowers, or even a smile
Maybe a sweet note, every once in a while.
I don't ask for too much,
Just a romantic man of God and such.
So who are you to say I don't deserve what I want?
You don't deserve me, if I may be so blunt.
I deserve better than this,
And I know I'll be something that you'll miss
Once it's far too late.
You'll never keep me in your current state.
I won't fit into your mold,
Or be there when you need someone to hold.
I just want you to understand,
I'm a gem, not a back up plan.
