Flawless, no that’s no me
Imperfect, you get what you see,
Someone struggling to live life right
But who gets it wrong, often more than right,
But I do my best to live the best way
Choosing not to hate or discriminate ,
I offer love, kindness and caring
I believe in equality as well as sharing,
Yet sometimes I get things wrong
When I’m less than mindful I go drift along,
With thoughts that are not right and so I need to fight
My careless unthinking actions with more foresight,
But generally and more often than not
I am trying to do the right things with all I’ve got,
But perfect I am not and flawed is something I own
But things have improved as I have grown,
But if anyone judges me, they judge the unknown,
For you need to spend time with me, to understand who I am,
So that your ideas of me can be finely honed.
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