Your imperfections are what made you beautiful
But now you sit here and you judge yourself
Thinking why aren't you good enough for anyone
It's not that you're not good enough
You're just too good for anyone to realize
It's not your fault
They say love is blinding
And everyone is in blind with the illusion of perfection
But someone will walk into your life and they will realize that perfection isn't what they want
No, instead they want you, with all of your so called imperfections
YOU ARE READING
Sad Poetry For A Sad Human Being
Poetrythe words i was too scared to say. enjoy :))
