I am fucking glorious.
I am no one's second-
I am not what you settle for-

I do not deserve that shit
I don't have to settle for your pity.
No.
Fuck you.

I get that you are trying
to compliment me,
to make me feel better
for being alone
but you've made it worse.

I've humored this for too long.

I know that I am not the greatest,
but I am no one's second.

"My eyes are nothing like the sun-
Coral is far more red than my lips red.
If breasts are white, well mine are dun.
If hair be wires, brown wires grow on my head.
I have seen roses damasked, red and white,
yet no such roses see I in my cheeks.
In perfume there is more delight
than the breath that from my own mouth reeks.
I love to sing and speak yet well I know
that music has a far more pleasing sound.
I grant I never saw a goddess go
for when I walk, I walk upon the ground.
AND YET I am as fair
and any false with me belied compare!"

I may not be beautiful,
but I have a heart too big
and too full of care
to waste it on you.

So I will leave you to your mess,
and find someone
who thinks me his first choice.

I deserve nothing less.