I thought I was perfect
I was invenciable
Nobody could hurt me
Because I'm the best there'll ever be
But when everyone went away I began to find fault in myself
And I realized I'm not perfect
But that's okay
Because I just how I'm suppose to be
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If we were perfect life would be so dull...better to be unique Candice and be yourself...great write...10+++