Perfect Imperfections
I'm living in obscurity,
I live with insecurities,
My flaws have clouded my vision
Now I'm blinded by imperfection.
I'm on the outside looking in
Cause I don't meet society's qualifications,
So I take the world's rejection
To fuel my inspiration.
To be
Better than you thought I could be,
I'm exquisite with my own taste,
Extraordinary in my own way,
I've built up the courage to say
I've won.
Your obstacles didn't block me,
Your words didn't stop me,
Your weapons didn't kill me,
They only made me stronger
To fight back.
I bet now you'll wait to judge the cover
Before reading the book.
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