No Fuss

No Fuss

You don’t make a fuss over me

Don’t spend time trying to convince me of my beauty

You can careless about the style of my hair

Make-up on or off, you never seem to care

I can think through an outfit all day long

To you it’s nothing different

Chances are you won’t remember a thing I had on

I don’t remember the last time you looked me in the eyes

Just to tell me that I’m beautiful

Come on,

really you still can’t understand why I’m not making a fuss as I walk out the door.

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