The Perfect Kind Of Girl
The Perfect Kind Of Girl
She sings aloud, with not a care.
Stands so tall, doesn't comb her hair.
Smile fixed in place, she's the brightest ray.
The sun could never rival.
She struts all day, with so much to say.
Never falters, refuses to change.
Happy as can be, she's a candy much too sweet.
An ice cream cone could never rival.
She hears you out, never pouts.
Gives life her all, she will never fall.
A tank could never rival.
She hides no secrets, yours - she'll keep them.
Laughing at the world, she's the perfect kind of girl.
I could never rival.
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T. Talbott
Writing has always been a way for me to release my emotions...As of right now, in this particularly rough moment in my life, it has greatly helped me maintain a stable and healthy mind.
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