The Sifted me
take a glance at me and tell me what you see
probably, something other then what i really am
just like a lion has it's fur, it can be mistaken for innocence
but its vicious claws are hidden underneath his paws
and his jacked teeth left unscathed by the cruelty it derived
casualties have gone unanswered as to why they have happend
I am none but a causalty forgotten
If you want to judge, and to deem me unfit
I pray you take another glimpse
Sift through my foible failures and turn them into unnering badges
the clumps in my heart only need to be dissected
like a cell has it's many functions, so do I
who are you to say that i have no say
I am but a tree in the valley
I seek to grow not shrink
Flawless means trying to be the best person you can be inside
aspire to become true to yourself and i deem you: Flawless
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