I am not perfect,
and
I never promised to be.
I am
a raging star
with a burning heart
and I can't help but hurt
and fall apart.
My love is intense
and strong,
it doesn't make much sense
that it doesn't take very long
to gain it.
So don't you dare think
that I'm not
on the very brink
of losing myself
or the things that seem
so 'perfect' about me,
don't you dare think
you can call me out
every time I sink
just because it
might make you feel
superior.
I am a human being,
not perfect.
YOU ARE READING
My Voice
PoetryPoems meant to express things I can't always bring myself to say, emotions that run so deep in my veins, and thoughts that hang over my head. I hope you can enjoy this, or find something that makes you feel less alone at the very least. Many of thes...
