How I look at you with frustration
Wondering if you see me at all
I get teary-eyed when you speak my name
But other days, I cry because I think I am ugly
And you wouldn't like to be caught
With a girl like me
Those blue eyes that make a stormy cloud
Go away
Just wanting me to clean and baby-sit yr son
I know...but there's nothing I won't do
For you
Love is so much more satisfying when it is returned. Well written.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is wonderful write....thanks for sharing..