I am the type of guy
You probably will hate
After the first date
Because he is a nervous wreck
With obnoxious jokes
And a dark kind of humour
Wrapped in poetry like a puzzle
That most people would not look at
I am not the romantic type
Because I dont believe in perfect
That is why I would brigh you roses
Attached with thorns
Just the way life is
I am the guy
Who will hurt your feelings
And still try to apologise
By doing the wrong things
Or say the worst things
Because I am still learning
I am the type of guy
Who will flower you with compliments
Just so as to water you with twisted dictions
So you can learn to understand
That not everything you hear
Is supposed to be believed
I am the type of guy
With all the blue prints
But still will never tell you
How perfect you were made
Because my world is far from it