All they're looking for is perfection
But maybe all we need is rotation
Stop pointing flaws, stop comparing
Where exactly are we heading?
You're perfect just the way you are
Bad thoughts about you can go far
All the bad things is just some twisted dream
And I'm sorry for you to catch some glimpse
After all this time,
You'll realise you're the beauty queen
And while you're sipping your lime,
You wonder where have you been.
A/n sorry it's bad. It's an old draft of mine, but i really like the meaning behind it.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryYour life is a line, And you put those line In the form of words. And you express your life, With the line you wrote Written by a sinful hand But an innocent eye. Thoughts of a butterfly, Written with the language Of the lion Poems are mine except...
