S. M. Bowman

Maybe I'm Not So Perfect

Maybe I'm not so perfect,
It seems I'm not smarter.
You've made my world it,
At times it may be harder.

 

All I've wondered for is you,
You're my lover until the end.
Just I hope that loving is two,
Because she's my great friend.

 

Just don't wish for the hatred,
Loving you might be a chapter.
Think about us for the positive,
Maybe I think before and after.

 

Maybe I'm not so perfect at all,
Just can't stop wondering of her.
She's everything, I'm at her call,
I may not be perfect, not dumber.



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