Unpolished
Perfection.
A word often used to describe
Everyone
But
Ourselves.
A person with flawless skin?
Perfect.
Long, straight tamable hair?
Perfect.
Beautiful eyes fringed with long eyelashes?
Perfect.
Characteristics we don't have,
we compliment and praise
Looking in the mirror,
we consider ourselves
insignificant and rough,
Analyzing mistakes
that we curse for being there.
Hair's not long enough.
Skin too dark.
Eyelashes too short.
Too flat-chested.
Not tall enough.
These small imperfections
become BIG
as our mind centers on them,
Making our imperfections
the center
of
our
universe.
LIke a poison,
these imperfections
break us down,
leaving us insecure
about ourselves.
Despite these insecurities,
imperfections, and mistakes,
others compliment them,
making us feel a little better about ourselves.
It gives us confidence about
our flawed character,
and we smile on the inside
for those that like our unpolished selves.
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