Perfection Was Never the Goal
My feet are always dirty
they somewhat match my thoughts.
I could brush my hair ten times a day
and still find it tied in knots.
Scars fall up and down my legs
with a few scattered on my wrist.
They remind me of the leaps I’ve made
and the edges that I’ve missed.
I’ve been an actress for so many years
playing the role they wanted to see.
But when the curtain falls
along with the sun
I’m not who I want to be.
So I take away my filter,
and I do it with such pride.
For I am strong
you could be, too,
if we take it all in stride.
You’ve heard it before
I’ll say it again
be true to who you are.
Don’t mask your beauty
don’t dull your shine
don’t let a stranger set the bar.
You have the power
resting in your heart
I know it to be true.
Remove your filter,
and watch the world
open up for you.