I am like a Starbucks drink

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.



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