Is he looking at me?
Wow, he is looking at me?
He is so handsome, but I do think that he will see anything that he likes in me.
He can’t be looking at me.
I can count so many things that are wrong with me.
I am short and have scars all over me.
My smile is crooked, and my large glasses will cause any man to flee.
I am underweight and have large feet.
I cannot cook so I usually never eat.
With his muscular frame, he must want someone sexy by his side
Dress her in all white and make her his bride.
Me, I am not athletic or in shape,
I am hideous and was once called an ape.
If only he could see,
Everything that I do not see in me.
Wow, look at her.
Is she looking at me?
She is so beautiful. I don’t know why she hides her face from me.
If only she can see what I see.
She is short enough to feel safe in my arms,
As I hold her throughout the night and keep her from harm.
Her glasses make her looks so smart,
I wonder if she knows Shakespeare or is into the Arts.
Her smile is so unique and beautiful in my eyes,
I just want to hold her so she will never leave my side.
She is so tiny, my love is so frail.
I just want to take care of her, my love she will hail.
If only she could see what I see,
She is everything and means the world to me.