You and Me,
He and She,
Antagonist and Protagonist,
Hero and Heroine.
We are created incomplete,
We are simply imperfect,
But lets not let our imperfection ruin everything.
Thin waist, long legs
Smooth hair, big chest
Angel eyes, full lips
Pink cheeks, wide hips
Tall but not too high
With a gap between her thighs
And long lashes on her eyes
Hourglass figure
Sweatpants & scarred legs
Damaged hair, flat chest
Chinky eyes, dry lips
Pimpled cheeks, no hips
Short and stubby
No thigh gap, just chubby
And eyebrows? Shrubby
Me
When I was younger
a friend once told me
No one and nothing is
absolutely perfect.
I have lived by this
all my life.
I believe
if there was perfection
then there would be a limit
to your success.
Ever since
he told me that
I have been impressed
by people who do beyond
perfection.
They ignore others limits
and go beyond
they set limits for
themselves.
But yet they are still
not perfect
and in my world
nothing ever will
be.
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Dedication: To my dad, my wattpad besties, and everyone.
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By the Sidewalk
ПоэзияBy The Sidewalk is a poetry novel about Allyson challenging all her years just to find love. She struggles but finally makes it.