Poetry For Everyday People
In Love With Her Self
She's all about her
beauty, her look, her body,
that's it,
she thinks we're all
in a trance when we see
her, she's beautiful yet
the word isn't exactly fitting
describing her, she has game,
no depth, just an empty persona
fishing for eyes to turn down,
she'll even tell you about her
problem of being extremely beautiful
and how she can't trust anybody, we're
all just trying to feast our eyes on her,
she's surprised when we don't kiss the
ground she's walking on?
just got back from the
gym, she's looking in
the mirror, bends down
looking at her ass,
if she had a blue ribbon
she'd stick it on.
beauty, her look, her body,
that's it,
she thinks we're all
in a trance when we see
her, she's beautiful yet
the word isn't exactly fitting
describing her, she has game,
no depth, just an empty persona
fishing for eyes to turn down,
she'll even tell you about her
problem of being extremely beautiful
and how she can't trust anybody, we're
all just trying to feast our eyes on her,
she's surprised when we don't kiss the
ground she's walking on?
just got back from the
gym, she's looking in
the mirror, bends down
looking at her ass,
if she had a blue ribbon
she'd stick it on.
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In Love With Her Self
In Love With Her Self