She's a novelty at best

Being put to the test…

She's not book smart or conniving

Love is the force that's driving….

She's not memorable or stunning

Her mind is always running…

She's unconditional and she tries

She's not good at tellin' lies

She will love you to the core

And would give until she's poor…

She won't mess with your head

And her favorite color is red…

She lives by the golden rule

And is usually a fool…

She's not bitchy shes not mean

Life experiences? She's quite 'green'…

She's just trying to prove her worth

Her integrity has some girth…

She's rarely rude or impolite

And never does she fight…

She's quite sensitive to a fault

Her heart lives in a vault…

She must protect the tender beats

Most people wear sharp cleats….

She's apprehensive and mistrusts

And is not the object of any lust….

She's silly and quite quirky

And hates the smell of jerky…

She loves to bake and cook

Rarely gets a 2nd look…

She's modest and she's shy

It's not hard to make her cry..

She's been told that she is weird

She's lived through most she's feared…

She's been beaten she's been kicked

So many wounds she's had to lick…

She'd been tricked and she's been schemed

She wants to love just like she's dreamed

She's learning to be more

And is not sure what's in store…

She is sure of what she wants

Even if the past does try to haunt…