Flaws

I know I don’t sing too well

so I guess I won’t serenade

I know I don’t have great stories to tell

so you won’t know how I was made

I’m pretty sure I’m not too smart

so we’re not two birds of a feather

I’m not that great at dance or art

so we’ll just avoid that altogether

I can’t read or write or compose

so there you’ll have to be strong

I have a big ass and a pointy nose

and don’t even try to tell me I’m wrong

I have many flaws

and of them I am aware

I wash my hands and bite my nails

compulsively, without a care

But my biggest fault of all

was falling in love with you

and hoping that at the end of my drop

you’ll catch me and love me too

-          17/11/08