In the echo of regret, a lesson rings clear,

Too late I've learned, as shadows draw near.

For perfection's mirage, it led me astray,

But in imperfection's embrace, true beauty lay.

So heed my words, don't follow my path,

Embrace your flaws, let them be your craft.

For in the tapestry of life, imperfection's thread,

Weaves a story unique, where true beauty's bred.

Don't chase the illusion of flawlessness bright,

For in its pursuit, you'll lose precious light.

Instead, embrace the quirks, the scars, the strife,

In imperfection, discover the essence of life.

For being imperfect is not a sin, you see,

But a testament to our humanity.

In flaws and faults, we find our grace,

A reflection of the human race.

So learn this lesson, let it take flight,

In the depths of your being, let it ignite.

For in being flawed, in being true,

Lies the beauty of being uniquely you.