True Flawlessness

Don't look at my eyes.

They're not flawless.

Don't look at my hands.

They're not flawless.

Don't look at my thighs.

They're not flawless.

Don't look at my feet.

They're not flawless.

Look at the homeless shelters where my feet have been.

Look at the comforted child on my thighs.

Look at the tears my hands wiped away.

Look at the happiness my eyes behold.

Look at the good that I have done.

They make me feel flawless.