Perfection is Overrated

I am perfect.

No, I am not.

I am bad.

I lie.

I cheat. 

I judge.

I swear.

I am good.

I help.

I share.

I give.

I love.

I am good and

I am bad?

Yes, I am.

I am perfect?

No, I am not.

Perfection is overrated, nowadays.

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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