No One Falls in Love with Girls Like Me.

No one falls in love with girls
Like Me. My eyes aren’t radiant
Like the sun before dawn.
My eyes, much like my mind, never see the break of day.
True beauty is locked far behind those of the beheld.

I am not Da Vinci’s masterpiece. No
One flocks to see my timeless smile. Teeth
Half as chipped and a smile half as
Crooked are worth far more than my
Second. My gaze is never enchanting, only filled with timid rage.

My hands are rough - dressed in deep lines and brittle nails.
My hair, oh, how it falls so lifelessly over my shoulders that bear a thousand
Worries. A thousand lightning bolts spark wildfires over my thighs.

No one falls in love with girls
Like me. I was sure of it. But you did.
You told me that I was a queen and that
Da Vinci wouldn’t dare lay
Eyes on even the last brush stroke of the
Sistine Chapel. You said that it
Was a shame that I believed that
No heart could ever yearns for me.
Because you fell - as many do.