What I'm Made Of
Sugar and spice,
and everything nice:
any girl worth her salt remebers these words,
these perfect ingredients to never be slurred.
But I'm not just made of sugar and spice,
and everything nice.
I am so much more than that three worded creed,
So much more than three words indeed.
Don't get me wrong I really am nice,
and I sureley do have plenty of spice,
but three words can't capture a person in whole,
there's so much that goes into an individual's soul.
This poem is about:
Me
Our world