critic anyone?

[swingnscream]

I've been trying to work on this for a while now, but never seems to go together just right, I could definitely use some scrunity & opinions on it for those who could spare a few moments. Thank ya much,

-KiN


I'm not pretty and I'm not sweet
I'm not the type of girl you dreamed you'd meet
I wear a broken heart on my sleeve
and vaule the worth of a good mystery

It's just a little too un-complicated
I've seen them, those who get your looks, it's not sophisticated
All the girls who open to you without a word being communicated
While she wears more makeup than clothings threads, so your mind's mislead and your eyes are sedated

You say she's the finest girl you've ever seen, and I'd say
You saw too much with just that peek
There's another girl you'd love to see
And you've been doing that for 1 whole week
She's your favorite girl, a regular beauty queen
I hope you love her still when she's 53

though I know, I can't compete because...

I'm not pretty and I'm not sweet
I'm not the type of girl you dreamed you'd meet
I come with a broken heart on my sleeve
and vaule the worth of a good mystery

Her very smile only enhanced by her every word or a simple glance
She's the sweetest girl you'd ask to dance
Just to have her near, just hold her hand
And I'd say the air's poisoned with romance

..so I know I just don't stand a chance...because,

I'm not pretty and I'm not sweet
I'm not the type of girl you dreamed you'd meet
I come with a broken heart on my sleeve
and vaule the worth of a good mystery

I'm a bit incomprehensive though not impressive
Outlandish but devoid of cute
Don't get too close, that will make me apprehensive & confused
If you blow my cover I'll kidnap truth and run away from you
It's one of the best things I've learned to do

I'm selective, not suggestive,
They say I'm picky, say I'm a prude
I'm amazing, cuz I'm crazy
Where the best of foxes would be confused

But I know that won't mean a thing to you, because...

I'm not pretty and I'm not sweet
I'm not the type of girl you dreamed you'd meet
I wear with a broken heart on my sleeve
and vaule the worth of a good mystery

Yeah I'm not the dream you'd close your eyes to see
I'm not the one who'd keep you from sleep
I don't fall in line with the refined beauty queen
I don't cuddle close or whisper into your self-esteem

I don't have a line, or even reply, for every time you speak to me
Conversational starved for more than words, hungry for an honesty
A broken heart and opens wounds are an ugly display for a welcoming
Just a taste of sugar with double spice, but I don't measure up right, apparently

just because...

I'm not pretty and I'm not sweet
I'm not the type of girl you dreamed you'd meet
I wear with a broken heart on my sleeve
and vaule the worth of a good mystery