Flaws

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You're picking me apart
Piece by piece
Flaw by flaw
Greatest to least
I'm told to be myself
but that myself isn't good enough.
I'm told I have to happy
but you know that's really tough.
You judge me everyday and expect me to not judge myself.
You tell me to be social then you leave me on a shelf.
I'm told to be perfect in everything I do but I have flaws and you do to.

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