She was a perfect ten,
Oh boy didn’t she just know it
Turning heads whenever she enters a room
Male or female she just didn’t care,
Knowing her looks got her everything
Looking in the mirror,
Noticing the natural beauty
That she is.
Not requiring makeup to enhance
Her beautiful facial features
Beautiful long locks of hair,
With natural blonde highlights.
Wearing short skirts that,
Barely cover her bum
Showing of her
Long luscious legs
Wearing tops that,
Show her very ample cleavage
Perfectly formed double D breasts
That she loves to flaunt
In very low cut tops
Or body hugging outfits
Woman were jealous
When they saw her
Envious of her beauty
Some secretly wanted to be with her
Others just wanted to be like her
Men were falling head over heels
Fighting between themselves
Trying to gain her attention
Bad boys always winning
Nice guys trying their best
She loves the attention,
That she always receives
Knowing that her looks
Always gets her everything she wants
As she a perfect ten,
To all the guys and girls around her
That’s what she thought
When she’s out in public
she is always so confident
But when at home
She’s always crying herself to sleep
Wanting people to love her
For who she is not just
Because of her beauty
She wishes that she was Miss Average
Rather than Miss Perfect
Wanting others to see that
She is just as beautiful
On the inside as she
Is on the outside
Wishing that she wasn’t a perfect ten
