Flawless Me

On the inside How can I be Anything but, Flawless Me Outside I have Scars of falling From his sweet voice Gently calling But even the scars Are no match for the bars Which I will my hand to do That explains myself to you. My body is broken My mind is going The flawless me you seek Is not something easily given With burns and scars on my flesh Outside I am anything but flawless But on the inside with the spirit of a wildflower I tend to be more free of mind. Little do I know What it's like to be Anything but Flawless Me