I'll be beautiful and mature and sophisticated.
Maybe I'm just not there yet.
And maybe love finds those that are already like that.
I wish I looked like that.
I wish I was like that.
But I can't be.
I'm still a dorky kid. I don't know when (or if) that will change.
Love me for that, if you could.
And if you can't, then I guess I'll just keep waiting.
I am who I am, and only time can change it, I guess.
I can't just snap my fingers and be...whatever I need to be.
And I'm sorry.
I'm still only human, and certainly not perfect.
No one is.
I guess some people just got lucky and were better than the rest.
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I'm sure I have missed the deeper meaning behind this post
ReplyDeletebut in all honesty, you're one of those people I see around school and wish I could look like
I think we all just see the flaws within ourselves and that blinds us to our own beauty sometimes.
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