im a b plus average
ordinary looking girl
blonde hair, green eyes
and my smiles just a little bit crooked

i've never been fond of myself or how i look in pictures
my hands are too small and my thighs are too big
my fingers are too fat for rings and i can never share clothes with my friends
my eyelashes are fake, so please stop asking
I'm too scared to raise my hand in class and i stutter when I'm nervous

my soul is in pieces and my heart is taped together with scotch tape compliments that i sometimes accept

but I'm trying

i met a boy who said my smile was beautiful and he liked my button nose
he held my small hands and let me wear his shirt to bed

he had blonde hair like mine and blue eyes like his mamas
he told me i was pretty but my soul was prettier and his compliments were superglue

he was an A plus average
not so ordinary looking boy
with a perfect smile

his eyes were a little squinty in pictures, and he stutters when he's nervous

his hands were callused and his heart was bruised
his smile was contagious and so was he

he was just what i needed
and he was mine
and together
we are beautiful