What i'm worth

not quite worthy of what i've been given to view

the person, the mind that i've been given by you

not quite deserving of floating on crystalline joy

the perfume, the demeanor, the ability to annoy

not quite a scared little girl in the night

being raped, beaten and mutilated to a horrible sight

not quite as great as the grrrl next door

being beautiful and amazingly talented, making you want more

not the most spontaneous person you've enver seen

most definately not the girl of your dreams

i may not be the epitome of intelligence and greatness

but i'm sure you're nothing less