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