Her Worth
I know a girl who doesn't know what she is worth
I tell her all the time, she is the most precious thing on this earth
but my words go in one ear and right out the other
she tells me I can do better but I have yet to find another
she is a combination of what I want, but more importantly, what I need
to say she is best thing to ever happen to me is something I am willing to concede
but all of this is meaningless if I can not get her to believe
I have all this love to give if only she was willing to receive
I don't know who lied to her so she wouldn't know that she is amazing
But I am bringing the truth, and this, this is her pedestal that I will be raising
I am holding it up high so the whole world can see
that I know she is special and that I believe she is the one meant for me
and if the world doesn't agree, then the world can kiss my ass
just more proof that today's world is way too crass
because if a person doesn't know they are special then its up to us to show them the light
tell them until they understand you, tell them every day and then tell them every night
I promise to keep reminding her until my words finally sink in
and when it finally does I'm going to tell her again
Copyright © Marcus Foster | Year Posted 2013
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