Truth Is I'm Weird

That's How I Represent Me

This Fact Is Not Mere

It's All Over My Decree

I Need Someone To Love

Someone Who Let's Me Be Me

The One That Fits Like A Glove

The One With Which I'm Meant To Be

I am Not Buff

Nor At All Strong

I'm Not Tough Or Gruff

Nor Have Features Perfectly Drawn

Sometimes At Night

I'm Awake Until Dawn

And If I Was In A Fight

I'd Be As Weak As A Fawn

Sometimes Being Tough Isn't Best

And You Don't Need Blue Eyes

Nor Blonde Hair On Your Head

Love Deserves Trust, Yet

Most Love Turns To Goodbyes

Without Love, You Feel Dead

My Love Deserves More

Then Laughs In The 'Ways

Than Slams From The Door

And Sad Valentine's Days