I wish I was pretty enough 4u

Eyes with brightness comparable to that of a neonate moon I fall unto your energy, nothing but a moth to flame Or perhaps I am a fly to honey, spoken by the unfortunate state of my body. Drowning in the river of your perfection I would melt my face to another for a pittance of your affection I go out as a supernova, never bright enough to shine by your side God knows I've tried.