People are never fit,
They go through life thinking there perfect,
But there not,
People who are fit,
Are the people that we don't know,
People that know them,
Are crazy beacause no one is perfect.
True. Nobody's perfect. (and usually the ones that pretend they are are more screwed up than anyone!) Great poem Katie. Sincerely, Mary
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I would like to translate this poem
Short but sweet and very true. Well done! Regards, Seán