perfect

This is my face
Some of it has been misplaced
With open pores, and spots here and there
But I’m not perfect,

This is my body
Some of it has a mind of its own,
It jiggles, and wiggles
Hey, but I’m not perfect.

This is my life,
It’s always off track,
Never getting anything worth while
But hey, it’s like this

I’m not perfect,
But perfection isn’t happiness,
It’s looking past the imperfections
And if that’s true, I’m the happiest person on this earth





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Writingstar said...
Jul. 1, 2010 at 1:35 pm
this was really good! I love it a lot
 
JennieSmile11 said...
Jun. 7, 2010 at 8:42 pm
This is awesome!! I'm recently learning life is much more than what perfection tricks us to believe it offers-your poem is a great reminder :)
 
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