She was a perfect ten,
Oh boy didn’t she just know it 
Turning heads whenever she enters a room
Male or female she just didn’t care,
Knowing her looks got her everything 

Looking in the mirror,
Noticing the natural beauty
That she is.
Not requiring makeup to enhance
Her beautiful facial features 
Beautiful long locks of hair,
With natural blonde highlights.

Wearing short skirts that,
Barely cover her bum
Showing of her 
Long luscious legs

Wearing tops that,
Show her very ample cleavage 
Perfectly formed double D breasts
That she loves to flaunt 
In very low cut tops 
Or body hugging outfits

Woman were jealous 
When they saw her
Envious of her beauty 
Some secretly wanted to be with her
Others just wanted to be like her

Men were falling head over heels 
Fighting between themselves 
Trying to gain her attention 
Bad boys always winning 
Nice guys trying their best

She loves the attention,
That she always receives
Knowing that her looks 
Always gets her everything she wants
As she a perfect ten,
To all the guys and girls around her

That’s what she thought 
When she's out in public 
she is always so confident 

But when at home
She's always crying herself to sleep
Wanting people to love her
For who she is not just
Because of her beauty 

She wishes that she was Miss Average 
Rather than Miss Perfect 
Wanting others to see that 
She is just as beautiful 
On the inside as she 
Is on the outside 

Wishing that she wasn’t a perfect ten