I’m Not Perfect

I use to want to be perfect

Failure was my biggest fear

I’d cower at the thought of being transparent

Believing that my flaws would depict

Me as being insincere

I use to want to be perfect

Always putting on the good face

Masking all of my pain

Doing so in good faith

I use to want to be perfect

Now I’ve realized that

Perfection is just an idea

No longer do I long for that

As my weaknesses help me heal

My imperfections make me whole

As I get in tune with my soul

I use to want to be perfect

Now I just wish to be real

Corinthian Elizabeth

“All Gifts in Love”, The Book of Corinthian

(Painting titled “Melanin Rising”)

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