Flawlessly Me.
Look at me,
drenched in naivety-
without a clue of how one should be.
Look at me,
take notice of my nervous walk-
or the insecure expression when I talk.
Get to know me,
and you will see what makes me tick.
I try to be perfect-
but it's a trick.
Get to know me,
I've met my share of demons-
I still come across bits of skeletal remains.
Understand that I still get up every morning,
seeking something familiar-
with little success.
There's no one quite like me,
I am who I'm meant to be-
living flawlessly.
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