I’m giving up before the 12th round. I don’t need the judges decision to know that I’ve been beat.

You’ll have to look beyond my exterior to see the bruises of defeat. Sadly, my scars are hidden within the brown of my eyes.

I’ve put together my best combinations and thrown my best punch, I tried to hold my own knowing that I’d never make it to the finish

From the beginning I was the underdog,  the black butterfly,  the ugly girl fighting for a spot in your heart.

I give up, I’m totally beaten ~ defeated by your love.