Unsure

Flawlessness isn't the state of perfection, but the pursuit of it-

 

It is the drive each day to be better than the last,

To see faults in your ways and improve on the past.

Satisfaction is not from liking what I see,

But knowing I can do more, and imagining what I can be. 

 

It is in my insecurities that I feel strongest,

A bit of a paradox I guess;

Yet in my struggle I am fondest

of who I am nonetheless.

 

I know I am with flaws, but accepting this is key

For I know that ahead lies a much better me.

I am at peace; the goal is not the destination,

But the journey to it that brings self-appreciation.

 

I'm unsure of myself, but I'd rather strive for perfection than know I'm already there- 

 

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