He says he likes
confident girls
I cower modestly
in reply,
pull my hair in
front of my eyes
I am no better, I
think to myself
I like them strong
and silent but am
drawn to handsome
and will settle
for weak
He says he likes
confident girls
I cower modestly
in reply,
pull my hair in
front of my eyes
I am no better, I
think to myself
I like them strong
and silent but am
drawn to handsome
and will settle
for weak
TERAH RACHELLE VAN DUSEN 
Sweet, honest. Touching. Tks for sharing your words.
Oh, it is my pleasure I assure you 🙂
Outrageous
; )
Except when I feel through it. Familiar.
Thank you for reading & commenting! 🙂
Enjoyed it 🙂
Thanks!!!
very nice 🙂
Ouch! That hurt for a number of reasons. One, that there was a time, I could have written that. Two, you are an amazing young woman and I hope you never settle for less.
Settling leads to a downward spiral and the further down we go, the longer the route back and it is uphill!
I won’t settle–I’ll just write poems about it. I fantasize about all sorts of things in poems, as you know 🙂
Thank you dear!
That was an emotional poem. Nice!!
Hey! Winijose! Thank you!