Perfect

I'm not perfect

a lost soul on the street

trying to find myself

I have zits

and an upturned nose

I am sad

I am happy

I cant be perfect

I can be mean

I am jealous

I always worry

about things that havent yet happened

sometimes I follow

lately I have lead so?



I am not proud of when...

I did so follow

I cry

I laugh in others expense

only to keep what I have

but now I'm learning to accept what it different

Its quite beauitful really.

Isnt it?

but not perfect

I have a room

I have clothes

and here I am complaining

not fair for the people in Africa is it?

See I'm not perfect.

I am not very strong

I cant comfort people

when they are down

Maybe cause I'm still trying to comfort myself

I am selfish

I am sad

I take the world and hold it by the hand

but I can never give what it is asking of me.

I cant give

I can take

I cant hug.

I can be loved

I demand

I will seek

will I find?

I am useless at sport

I write like theres no end.

(But we all know there is an end for us all)

I am not going very good at life

I am trying to find myself

so I can make me better

but I'll never be perfect

I'm human after all.

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