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?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem