imperfect

i need 

to be perfect

 

so why 

aren’t i?

 

i wish 

i could look perfect 

 

i wish 

i had perfect friends 

 

i wish 

i was the teacher’s favorite 

 

i wish 

i was perfect 

 

soon i realize 

i don’t need to be 

 

behind every beautiful face 

there’s a mask

 

a mask of 

salty tears 

 

no one is perfect 

we’re all imperfect

 

and that’s 

okay