Not perfect; Just flawless Location I make mistakes and I'm not perfect I wine, I cry, I think I'm worthless. I'm never happy, Hard to please. I always complain, but thats just me. I may not be very ideal, I don't have very many skills. But I know that I'm flawless, Cause being me Comes with all this. This poem is about: Me Comments Login or register to post a comment.
