Are you blind?
Calling me fat
Doesn’t make you thin
Calling me dumb
Doesn’t make you smart
Calling me ugly
Doesn’t make you pretty
Calling me stupid
Doesn’t make you logical
Calling me an ogre
Doesn’t make you a princess
You’ve got to know
You’ve got to understand
I can’t show
You a perfect girl
Because she doesn’t exist
That means
You aren’t either
So why, why,
Are you blind?
And can’t you see the real beauty in me?
Doesn’t make you thin
Calling me dumb
Doesn’t make you smart
Calling me ugly
Doesn’t make you pretty
Calling me stupid
Doesn’t make you logical
Calling me an ogre
Doesn’t make you a princess
You’ve got to know
You’ve got to understand
I can’t show
You a perfect girl
Because she doesn’t exist
That means
You aren’t either
So why, why,
Are you blind?
And can’t you see the real beauty in me?
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Wonderfull: | Woensdag, september 06, 2006 20:26 |
| Hej mooi gedichtje...ja als iemand de echte schoonheid die in jou zit niet ziet, is die gene idd blind... liefs |
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| Auteur: Maria K. | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Marina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 06 september 2006 | ||
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