Treasure Island

Unintelligible Susurration


I Am Not Perfect


She is not perfect nor will she ever be
Can't you see?

Beauty is in the beholders' eyes
But all she hears are their lies

She ponders her thoughts and thinks 'why? '
Maybe they want her to feel satisfied

And so the imperfections arise
Yet he believes they should say their goodbyes

Just remember why the day goes by
To bring forth a new day to compromise

Submitted: Monday, April 29, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, April 30, 2013

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