Finding Joy in Troubled Times

February 9, 2015

When I look in the mirror, I see many flaws.

Yet, those who care, surround with applause.

I work hard everyday to provide for those that I love.

When negative thoughts arise, I give them a shove.

Although I can improve and with success comes work.

I don't care about FLAWLESS, because I can twerk!

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