One Imperfection.

Why do you have to be like that?
I ask myself everyday.
One small imperfection in you
And my respect for you goes away.

I never thought such a small thing
Could make me change my mind
Yet sometimes, I still think of you
As the boy who was sweet and kind.

I can't help but to fall in lust with you
All I want is one small kiss...
but then I think of that one small flaw
And it's no longer you that I miss.

To this day, I still wish that you were the same;
lovable, caring and sweet;
I still hope that one day you'll be right there
To sweep me off my feet.

But you'll never be the same again
You'll always be a disgrace;
I hope one day, a girl will teach you,
and you'll fall flat on your face.