It’s not an easy task
In the life of me
Every day is a battle
Full of losses and
Wounds
That can leave scars so
Deep
I look around
And all I see
Is perfection
I feel like a blemish
In this flawless world
No one to accept me for
Who I am
A constant role play
Smiling and careless
Once alone
The tears
Overflowing
I lose every battle
Day after day it is a
Surrender I’m willing to make
Pushing myself
Not forgiving
Like this cruel, cruel world
I feel ashamed at times to look in the
Mirror
And see my reflection
Not beautiful, just me
Every time I look through my eyes
All I can see
Is the constant
Battle of the flawed.