No one is perfect in this world No one can do everything without a flaw. A person has his own strength That same person also had a weakness. If we were all perfect No one would be different and unique. We would all play the same game. We would all wear the same clothes. We would all think the same thought. So now, you tell me Is it good to be perfect Or to be different and stand out from the rest. ************************ This poetry is dedicated to all those who are being bullied and for those who were bullied.