She Isn'T So Bad Poem by August Sky

She puts me six feet under
Chills down my spine and raised hair on my neck
Her appeal is one to wonder
I imagine the feeling of her head resting on my chest

She gives me the look of hate
Yet when she walks away there is a smirk on her face
Mixed messages so hard to relate
Her friends friends say she is one to always have her way

Frustration rips from the inside
Then something comes to me and I realize
That maybe she has a soft side
The tough girl is nothing but a disguise

Now I know, now I see
I know because we stand together happily