This Is Me

I may not have all the riches galore, Or stand laced in diamonds that drape to the floor, I may not be built, like the girl in your dreams. Or bare the manors your mother would teach. I may not have money to spend at my will, Or time to waste ,just 4 the hell. I may not cook as good as you, But you"ll know I tried, take outs good too. I never stopped earning all I have gained. I'm willing to share with you just the same. I may not be perfect just honest & true. All that I have baby,I offer you.