Pretty Girl Problems

Men tell me I’m beautiful

And compliment my smile

They lose track of time

Simply by staring in my eyes

All the beauty in the world

Doesn’t make them stick by my side

When awe strikes out at 12

I sit and marvel at their demise

Men tell me I’m amazing

Wish they had a woman like me

May even proposition me for a night

If I accept, my beauty they cease to see

Men ask me why I’m single

They can’t fathom the thought of me alone

When I begin to explain my plight in love

I look around and they are all gone

-V.

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