Perfect Imperfection
Melissa Bachara
I am a contradiction
a perfect imperfection
On looking in from outside
I think I鈥檇 pass inspection
My nails are neat, each hair in place
My clothes the latest styles
But look a little closer,
And you can see my trials
The window to my balanced soul
Is stained from too much smoke
A birds eye view down at my heart
Will clearly show it鈥檚 broke
My best intentions lead to pain
And complicated messes
My head is filled with wishes,
My decisions second guesses
There was a time I tried to hide
each wrinkle, scar and tear
But I鈥檓 learning to appreciate
That I鈥檓 more than I appear
Each wrinkle tells a story
The path f
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