Unperfect

I am...Unperfect

I lose my temper, I push people out.

I get depressed, I am filled with doubt.

I can't seem to stop making the same mistakes.

I don't have what it takes. 

No...I don't, but that's not why I'm unperfect.

I am unperfect because I can't do anything right.

And I'm starting to be okay with that.

I am not beautiful, or intelligent.

But I'd rather not be if it means I can still be me. 

I accept that there are a lot of things I will never be

I won't dare change that. 

But being Unperfect is the best thing that I CAN be

So thats who I am...

I am...Unperfect