I'm just your average girl,
Trying to make it by in life.
I'm not perfect,
But I'm as close as I can be.
I make mistakes,
I stuff up like everyone else.
Yet you want me,
To be perfect.
I can't live up,
To your expectations.
No matter how hard I try,
I can't be perfect.
And I don't want to be.
Why can't you love me,
For who I am?
Imperfections and all?
I just want you to accept me,
Not to be ashamed of me.
I feel so sad,
Obeying your rules.
Where have I gone?
I am but an empty shell,
amongst the living.
I am no-one,
Merely a puppet.
But that's not who,
I want to be.
If you don't love me for who I am,
Why should I obey you?
Why should I listen to you?
Why should I be forced to love you?
I'm breaking out of the chains,
You once kept me in.
I want to be an individual again.
To express my opinions,
To have my voice heard.
Not just another face in the crowd.
I won't let you stop me,
Be me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nobody's perfect Faith, the 3 that came close were Jesus, Ghandi, and Martin Luther King. So don't feel badly will you?