Imperfection Perfection

Imperfection perfection does it make sense

Well maybe I should explain it then

Nobody can be perfect in this life

But it doesnt mean that I cant try

As long as I dream as bad as I want to breathe

There is nothing that I cant strive to achieve

I put my mind heart and soul into music and poems

Its what keeps me sane at school and at home

Maybe when people hear my words and see who I am inside

My imperfections are not too ripe or rotton...they're just right

Even the diamonds we deem worthy are flawed

So thats how I explain the madness behind it all

The imperfections that I have make me perfect as me

Because they make me see there is no one else I could be

So what makes me flawless is what I call imperfection perfection

And now I can smile when I take a look at my reflection

 

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