for me

my friend posted a vid on her facebook; this poem was inspired by this song;

she doesn’t care about all the fights i’ve won
or how many times i’ve faced a gun
my ex’s don't matter a lick to her
nor do the drugs i used to prefer
it matters not weather i have cash
or that i have no nest egg stashed
she doesn’t love me for all my tattoos
or my tough guy, no-nonsense attitude
she loves the scared little boy inside
and all the hurt i try to hide
she loves the man that i’ve become
worse than others, but better than some
she cares what i think, and how i feel
and she loves that my love for her is real
she loves that i thank the powers that be
daily; for letting her love me, for me