I've made mistakes,

But they don't define me.

 

I have regrets,

But I am not what I've done.

 

I have secrets,

But they're part of my past.

 

Come dawn,

And come day.

Come the times,

My problems will all go away.

 

For when trouble is near,

I can look to the sky.

I have no fear,

And nothing to hide.

 

I don't see what it is you see,

But why does it matter to you,

If I see an imperfect person perfectly,

And love them more than face value?

 

I am not perfect,

I do not live in naïve bliss.

I know I'm not perfect,

But I know having flaws makes me flawless.