How to Spell Life
My own thoughts form the maelstrom
The chaos that absorbs me.
The people that once pointed out my flaws
help me realize my imperfections are perfectly imperfect.
These imperfections I once hated
show what I've been through
and add to all the information I garnered to help me
be a better me.
Flawlessly renewed you see.
I couldn't be more happy to look behind me
and smile at the things I've been through.
This poem is about:
Me