The All American Girl

I know you think

Your little ditty

Conveys sincerity

And depth

But your face

Is far too

To have

The desired effect

Kissing Frogs

I sit here on the sofa

All alone

With the hope of love

Completely gone

Yet I dare to dream

That perhaps one day

My prince will come

To take the pain away

Do you really look past

The colour of my skin

And try hard to see

Who I am within

I don’t believe you

I’ll never be
who you want
me to be

So you’ll
just have
to accept it

Please stop
trying to
change me

Or you’ll
just end up
rejected