🫙 Your skin makes me cry.

My eyes would always stare
As if i wanted her heart bare
Would stare at the curls that fell onto her face
Her face that everybody found so charming
She looked tender just like a ribbon of lace
Gentle around my neck, yet had me choking

Her hair seems to look perfect every day
Her gaze so warm like a day in May
Meanwhile I look so sleep deprived
Tired and dim, all of the time
Her freckles make her look sunkissed
Meanwhile my face is something God had just missed

The way she lived her life always had me jealous
Her smile is never fake, it's always precious
Surrounded by people she's liked by
There wasn't any comments she had to deny
I couldn't even blame her, it's just myself
And not the way she carried herself

In the world full of perfect short girls
That barely had their throat burls
And never had to lock themselves away
Girls that didn't beg anyone to stay
I'm long-legged and foul
A girl that gets no attention at all.

A girl that's jealous of someone else she cannot be
A girl that can't just be so carefree.