I'm Not a Bubblegum Girl

I'm not a bubblegum girl
I'm not the chick you see on TV
I don't even have an image
I guess I'm just me
I'm changing and morphing, moving through
What I feel, or decide
And there's nothing I hide
Behind a cutie-patootie insecure facade
I've tried, but I don't have that bod
Or personality
There's just a little bit more to me
I don't try too be different,
It's what's inside, sometimes a detriment
Why is it wrong to see a guy as another person
Rather than solely an object of affection
And why are others so concerned
With who I look like, or for who my passion burns
Excuse me, for the cynical attitude
Or if I seem rude
I'm just not pretending,
And I don't go for the fake cheery crap--never ending
That I'm assaulted with by everything around
I keep my feet on the ground
Without my head in the clouds
If it's not your style, or you can't figure it out
It's not my problem
I may morph or change
And others will always find it strange
But it's me and my thing
No one else should care,
But some battles you just can't win
And I'm still getting used to the way others stare
And maybe some
Will understand that I'm just not bubblegum



What do you think?

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