I do not have blonde hair or blue eyes.
I am not model thin.
I have acne and glasses.
Does that make me worthless to your love?
...
The rain fell today and I stood in it and closed my eyes
I lifted my hands and began to spin
I hit the ground and just laid there thinking of you
I thought of being in your arms
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A lady in waiting that is what I am, for waiting I must do to see my man.
I must wait while my man risks his life for the country he loves so much.
I do not know if he will return whole, I do not know if he will return at all.
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Not Good Enough
I do not have blonde hair or blue eyes.
I am not model thin.
I have acne and glasses.
Does that make me worthless to your love?
I rarely smile.
I do things my own way.
I would rather be lost in a book.
Does that make me worthless of you love?
I was violated.
I was mistreated.
I wanted to die.
Does that make me worthless of your love?
I use be a daddy's girl.
I use to be your girl.
You accepted me for me.
What happened?
Why am I not worth your love?
What changed all this?
I am still your little girl.
Right?