Reality of Perfection

Not the smartest,

how the world views me. 

The most intelligent me there will ever be,

how I view me. 

Not the most attractive, 

how the world views me. 

Beautiful inside and out,

how I view me. 

Not very popular, 

how the world views me. 

Surrounded by the people that matter,

how I view me. 

Flawed, 

is what you're told to see. 

Flawless, 

is what you need to see. 

This poem is me.

Not the best, needs some help, not very subtle, and flawed.

But that is me,

And I love it. 

My flaws make me flawless, 

And there is nothing the world can do about it.