As I Am
Flawless me? Couldn’t be.
That’s a funny thought.
Well, then again…still, no:
I speak in a squeaky key,
My voice gets easily caught,
I refuse to slow
I take everything too seriously,
When I fail it feels like I’m shout,
Plus, I always need to know
I live between them and me,
I’m fickle, quite a lot,
My emotions easily show
Imperfections complete me- I’ll admit to my flaws
Maybe that’s perfections cause.
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