Perfect Imperfection
My face is a little too round,
And my chin could lose a pound.
It’s just another perfect imperfection.
My left eye is bigger than my right,
And neither adjusts very well at night.
It’s just another perfect imperfection.
I have blemishes all over my face,
And my lopsided smile lacks grace.
It’s just another perfect imperfection.
Awkward situations define my life,
But I think it’s worth all of the strife.
It’s just another perfect imperfection.
Sometimes I have to put life on pause,
To realize that I don’t consider these flaws.
It’s just another perfect imperfection.
This poem is about:
Me