I am a broken melody
shaped by the songs of my family.
The words, the emotions, the actions
formed a one note songs.
All I know is perfection; it is what I strive to be.
But how can I possibly be perfect
when I am simply me?
Uncomfortable in my own skin
how can I ever truly fit in?
I am an athlete, a dreamer, a go getter,
Yes this is true
But how can I ever truly be me
With a broken melody?