Woman

I'm a train wreck in the morning
I'm a bitch in the afternoon
every now and then without warning
I can be really mean towards you

I'm a puzzle yes indeed
every complex in every way
and all the pieces aren't even in the box
And yet you see the picture clear as day

I neglect you when I'm working
When I need attention I tend to nag
I'm a host of imperfection
And yet you see pass all that

I'm a peasant by some standards
But in your eyes I'm a queen
you see potential in all my flaws
And that's exactly what I need.

I don't know why you love me
and that's why I love you
You catch me when I fall
Accept me, flaws and all

And that's why I love you