Poems
SEEING THROUGH ME
You may not be what I usually go for,
But something about you leaves me wanting more.
I never expected things to really work out,
Figuring our differences would fill us with doubt.
You offered me an unusual friendship,
And for some reason I couldn’t let it slip.
I would have never considered it before,
My life was now already completely tore.
Even though we met in a disgraceful way,
You chose not to see me like that and stay.
I just figured you only offered that to get more,
After all like the others you must view me as a whore.
There were others who would offer to treat me nice,
Till they discovered they would have to pay me twice.
I am so glad you made me an offer to stay,
It has brightened my every day.