Being Flawless doesn't mean Perfect
Keenan Moran
WHO I AM
I am not Flawless
And no human will ever say,
I am one of a kind
I was born deaf and cleft, and
That is a lie, the reality is
I might be paraniod
Believing
I am succesful,
Is dumb
Lying to myself
Is the only way to go
Being respectful
Is stupid
Walking away from my obstacles
Is going to be a challenge
Getting to be #1
Is something I can't do
Folding
Is how I got rid of my problems
Giving my best effort
Was a joke,
I understood that
People thought I was a crybaby
This all could be true
Unless I can turn things around
(Read from bottom to top)
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