There is a flaw in every pretty girl,
despite what the eye may see. Whether
noticable at first, or something
you have to catch on your own...
it is there, waiting to be seen.
That one little mistake that's accidental,
or deliberantly planned...it is clear im-
perfection. Abnormal to the status quo.
Weird, even, so...
Does that mean that imperfection is okay?
That mistakes are just fine, asked for even?
Is it alright to not just be perfect your whole
life? To be bigger than most? Or skinnier than
the next? To not follow the crowd? To dance to
your own beat? To not look just like Beyonce?
Because I've seen it with my own eyes, heard it
spoken, too. That it's okay to not be perfect. As
long as you're being you
Even the ones' you believe invincible, who seem
so perfect and put together...have a fatful,
individual flaw. Because I saw the truth today,
despite medias, movies, and books decitful
lies...
That there is a flaw in every pretty girl,
despite what the eye may see.
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Beautiful Imperfection- Created: 6-27-12
PoetryI'm sorry for any grammer mistakes at all! Wrote this when i was younger, thought i'd start with something before of what i write now. Basically, it's about knowing that as human beings, we all have flaws and imperfections, whether we like it or not...
