Imperfect Me! - Poem by Erika Peace
Through the mirror i see my tears flow a thousand miles away from me.
Deep inside me i feel a fear holding me back,
that keeps pulling me tighter and tighter as the days go by.
I can't even feel pain, happiness, or weakness because of the hold it has on me.
My fear is that all my imperfection will keep me from success.
I fear no one will be able to hear my cry for help when i'm in distress.
My shadow will soon go away because of my hopeless flaws.
The walls will become closer and closer smoothering me to see my own face.
If i can't see who i am than i won't be able to see imperfection.
All i need is that comfort and security to help me breathe.
I don't want to make the same mistakes.
I've cried so much my tears can wipe away all the lies i ever told myself.
The one truth i've ever known was that i am my own imperfect me!
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