What shall I have for breakfast?
A look in the mirror and a little self-hate?
No, you can’t mate, no.
You’re your own best mate.
And if you hate you then nobody here will love you.
It’s enough to make you cry.
Why has it to be like this?
My lips ready for a kiss, that will never come
From me to me, memories of you
soft cheeks and a nice smile and body
enough to get me all protective
when we weren’t even under attack
I stood up saying ‘I’ll hit you back’
Oh, happy memories mirror
Why am I so sad?
I am not that bad, quite a catch
nice family and like a bath
Could be worst, Could be Fred Durst!
And fat and hairy. oh that’s me, No Offence
I was just rhyming and killing time.
Waiting for homely girl to come to my door
and ask me ‘what you been waiting for’?
I never knew you were here Else I’d have been
here earlier. Oh! I see you have a mirror.
Shall we have a conversation?
Yes, please.Homely girl.