my imperfection

MY IMPERFECTION

My imperfection

That's what they hate

In there eyes they're a perfect person

And me a person who don't have fate

Ugly and born to be unlucky

That's what they say about me

I was born to die early

And so they can let me feel that no one can love me truly

I tried to get along

At their perfection

But they didn't listen

They throw rocks at me and I break down

Sometimes I'm happy

Then they make me frown

I don't know why I'm sorry

Is it because of my existence

Or is it just my presence?

I'm just quiet on one side

They keep bothering me I don't know why

One thing I know why they do that they despise who am I........MY IMPERFECTION

But here in my heart i know that my imperfection

Makes me a perfect person

My imperfection show s that somehow im right

It shows you to stand up and fight