I'm sorry for lying
I'm sorry for trying
I'm sorry for crying
I'm sorry for dying
I'm sorry Mom
I'm sorry Dad
I'm sorry for being bad.
I'm sorry not being a good lad.
I'm sorry for disobeying
I'm sorry for being dishonest
I'm sorry for being so churlish
Although I never said sorry
This is one way for being so naughty.
I may not be the perfect daughter.
I may not be the perfect sister.
I may not be even a perfect friend.
But I am not a perfect women.
My body isn't perfect.
My speech isn't perfect..
My work isn't perfect...
Why aren't I perfect?
That was sick. It's beautiful to no be perftect. Don't let them get to you, just continue to write it away. =)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
most probably i have this feeling...but let me tell u that they are the main reason to let us do that, and they are the ones who we had to blame. nice poem ad nobody is perfect: D