Who's Flawless
Im not flawless
what can I say
I won't be tomorrow
and I wasn't yesterday
Flawless what's that
you mean no flaws
NOT ONE
find me that person
bet they aren't much fun
I embrace my flaws
my sloppy hair
I embrace my chubby cheeks
I don't care
I love my thick eyebrows
flat feet
and if your talking about flaws
than come and compete
Iv'e got alot
a bit more than I can handle
but not having any flaws
boy now that's a scandle
to be honest yeah
sometimes I cover them up
but no not ever
would I give them up
a person without flaws
is like life with the rain
what value would white have
If it could never stain
I breath in my flaws
and rock my swag
and no matter what i'm proud
Like an American Flag
I don't want to be flawless
I want to be real
I d'nt want anyone
to tell me how to feel
I want to be me
I want to be unique
I want to be flawed
I want to be FREE.
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (1)
Log in to leave a comment.