Perfectly Imperfect

Sun, 01/12/2014 - 23:53 -- jhart92


Why should I be who you want me to be?

Why is there a problem with me being me?

If you can't handle me being true

Then oviously I don't know the real you



I refuse to change who I am for anyone

It's like telling the moon to turn into the sun

You're not the same person I met before

You keep changing more and more



Telling me to change, when you already did the deed

Your two-faced act is not the drama I need

You do you, and I'm going to keep doing me

Perfectly imperfect is what I'm going to be


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