So sweet with a nice personality.
I can not have her though, this is where i face reality.
If you have no melody when you speak, or the swag that first hit her eyes, a blue-ish color that make you want to die.
How can i explain the female nature. Taken in by money, not knowing the chart.
That twenty percent, cry in the dark. while the others lose their heart.
Some just want a bad boy, who fit the script.
Drug dealer, tough guy, i'am sorry this man will not be this.
i'am not afraid to protect a girl, i can hold my own.
Some choose quickly just so they won't be alone. And risk
getting hurt and hearing the same song.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your spoken word is an excellant 10+++ (waiting for a world of guys just like you!)