A Peek At My Heart

I’m a shrew and a slut and oh such a bitch
Yet you accept who I am and allowed me my niche

I yell; I scream; your heart I try to tear and rend
You are such a fool to call me your friend

Allowing me my crap, poor verse and the like
Dealing with me as I am, with no “Go see a psych”

You reasons to hate me are quite simple to see
What is harder to fathom is your love for me

While I am in awe of the prose and the poetry part
I am much more impressed by the size of your heart.

Thank you.