baconlovergirl

No-one else sees That behind those dirty glasses, And long, messy, obsidian hair, You have long, black eyelashes And eyes like the sky after it rains. The smattering of pimples, Easily preventable, Hides the beautiful olive tones of your skin. You could be so beautiful if you just tried. Won't you try? Won't you come up And be popular with me? Even though I want to I can't go down there with you Because Everyone Will leave me Alone. It took me so long to become "cool" No one would believe me if I said I grew up on a farm And loved it, Even though it's true. Besides. Girls aren't supposed to like farm animals Or peach