8-23-05
I want you to see me as beautiful
But I’m dieing for someone
To love me as me
And I’m not beautiful
I’m just another freckled
Converse wearing conformist
And I’m tired of being just me
I’m tired of being just like them
I want to be loved so badly
But I’m not pretty
I’m not skinny
I’m not fragile
I’m just another one
Of those unnoticed girls
Can’t someone love me
For what I’ve become
You have a really good sense of drifting in this poem, i like the punctuation, where less is more xP clever x