They say I'm a clean dove,
A dove of snow-white feathers
Whose blue eyes are filled with love
The color of crystal clear weather
Whose spirit is not fey
And always soars high in the sky
Not worrying about what the other birds say
And summons courage through times that seem dry.
However, do not be mistaken, my friends
I am most definitely not perfect
My white wings fade to black at its ends
The life I fly by is imperfect
Yet, even through all of my tribulations and pain, through darkness and tears, I will hold my head up high, aiming for that beautiful infinite sky.
I will keep fighting for perfection and peace with faith and humility, no matter the cost or the times that I cry. :)
