confessions

i have brown eyes,
i love junk food.
i love to smile,
but sometimes i can't always find a reason to.
my ass is too big,
and so are my ears.
i like being short,
until i have to reach the top shelf.
i pretend to be strong,
i'll sting you with sarcasm,
maybe that's because i can't always show
when i'm crumbling inside.

i've lied and cheated,
broken hearts and had mine broken too.
i have a gap in my teeth,
and funny thumbs.
i don't always feel beautiful,
especially when i'm around beautiful people.
i cry easily,
i laugh just as easy.
i'm passionate about love,
and just as passionate about hate.
i think too much,
and analyze everything.

i think i'm normal.
my eyes will always be brown,
and i'll always try to smile.
but maybe my ass wouldn't be so big,
if i didn't love junk food.