Black Ink: A Collection of Poems

People normally stop and stare Under their scrutiny, I refuse to care A little girl in a college building? Oh come on! Who are you kidding? I admit I am small and short Like a lone marble in an empty court But this little girl is a kiddo no more This cuteness will make your eyes sore. Sometimes I'm not confident of how I look I'm far from that perfect girl in my romance book But I believe I am so damn pretty When nobody's sitting right next to me. My hair is straight and long, my bun is messy No lipstick, no blush on; my face looks empty Got sneakers and heels, and a foot that can kick My smile is sweet but can scoff if you make me sick. I'm sometimes quiet and sometimes loud Sometime's I'm shy, sometimes I'm proud I'm normally happy and rarely angry But jeez, I'm always hungry. They say I'm innocent, can't hold any grudges Said I am too kind, can give second chances I am more than what your eyes can see What? Are you happy meeting me?