I am like a Starbucks drink.
Not everyone likes me,
But those who do, I know I can count on.
I’m simple, yet complicated.
I’m complicated because of the things that I do.
I bottle up my feelings, so only I know how I feel.
I am the one that people don’t see,
The person that falls for the wrong guys,
I fall for the ones who will never notice me.
Yet, I am also very simple.
I love Starbucks and Nicholas Sparks.
I’m a working girl, I work at Whataburger.
Cats are my go-to animals,
And I’m 22, still figuring out my way in the world.