Mr. Perfect in every way I have ever seen,
Every person is in a way that is always there.
Your eyes, such a beautiful shade of aquamarine,
You as blond as can be with a face so fair.
But then there’s me so different from you.
My eyes such a unique color of dirty honey.
Me just a brunet not something that I can undo,
And I am the only person who ever thinks I’m funny.
Few things I really know about you my prince charming.
Yet here I am knowing exactly how you seem.
I am different and it is annoyingly alarming.
I see this as something from every girls dream.
Would you be surprised to know it is nothing more?
For the fact is, my prince charming is a sophomore.