I Am A Labyrinth

We all pretend to be perfect

What's so great about perfect?

If perfect is one image

Then it's like normal; plain.

I am not 2-dimensional

There are sides to me you'll never know

But they are part of me

And I'm proud of them

I'm proud of myself.

I don't need your strength; I have my own.

I'm both courageous and shy

I'm icy but on fire

I'm happy and I'm alone

I'm a human being.

My mind is complex; scientists find me a mystery.

And my veins are complex

My nerves like a maze

You can't sum me up.

I'm fearfully and wonderfully made