I'm not the prettiest girl.
I'm not the smartest,
But you don't care.
You like me for me.
We talk everyday
And joke and flirt
But you don't know my feelings.
I keep them hidden behind
A smile and riddles.
I'm shy so don't be mad
That I took so long to say this
But, I like you so,
Will you be mine?

-Atania Brathwaite

Written on September 30 2012