"Nobodys perfect" they make you believe- Be yourself since there is no one else you could be. But who is perfect, if if isnt you? If it isnt them? If it isnt me? How can something be perfect, If nobody is? What is perfect? Is it just a myth?
How can there be a "perfect" if nothing is?
Does "perfect" have a horn, tail and wings?
Or is everyone perfect, just in their own ways. Unique and beautiful, the way one is.
Everyone's special, with their feeling and kind- with their unique thoughts, and their unique mind. "Nobodys perfect" is just a lie! You are perfect, and so am i! Everyone is perfect, with their heart and dreams, with their truths and lies and their pains and tears.
Everyone is perfect, in their own unique way.
Everyone shines, just like them, you and me
YOU ARE READING
The thoughts of moonlight
PoetryAll the feelings of the night, flowing from word to word like a sad song. And i dance to that song on the edge of living, wondering which move will push me over and free me of my pain.
