This is another poem I made out of mixed feeling I have that I never could seem to explain understandabley. Compliments offend me and insults flatter me. I much rather live above standards then below. This poem expresses my problems I always have when I try a relationship.
Reality Isn't What You See
Well this certainly isn't
An arguement I thought there'd be
You shower me with compliments
But it's like you don't see me
I'm not your little model
I'm not your little porn star
I am a normal woman
And your words are off by far
I am not perfect
I am not here to stay
I can't promise you my love
For any longer than today
You treat me like I am your dream girl
But maybe that is what I am to you
I'm real but what you see is a dream
You see a fantasy, not what's true
You try to make me feel great
But I hate what you say to me
You've done nothing wrong
Except you can't sit with reality
I'm not your dream girl
I have problems, a lot at that
You aren't just trying to flatter me either
I'm not this dream girl, I'll tell you flat
Don't treat me how I know I'm not
Compliments offend me alright
With insults you can't offend me
You could try all night
See, if someone says I'm better
Than who I truely am
If they find out I'm really not
I know that they'd just scram
But if someone thinks I'm less
Than what I really am
When they find I'm better
Nothing hits the fan
If someone loves me for more
Than what I am and have
Then I live below their standards
I make myself my own slave
But if someone loves me for less
Than what I am every day
I passed their standards
And they loved me anyway
So either leave me now
And get by yourself somehow
Or know me for me
And make reality what you see
