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Nobody is Perfect
I think that's how the phrase goes.
The beauty of a person
Or the petals on a rose.
What makes me flawless
Or what makes me, me?
Both are the same question
If you could not see.
It's when I wake up in the morning
With the crust all in my eye.
It's when I meet someone new
And I don't talk because I'm shy.
Maybe it's my chapped lips in the winter
Or the beads of sweat when I'm hot.
It's my smile when I'm happy
And my frown when I am not.
It's the wrinkles in my forehead
That I get when I laugh.
Or the cramps I get from exercise
When the pain hurts in my calf.
It's the time I fell in love
And I loved for 2 whole years.
It's the time we broke up
And my eyes filled with tears.
Maybe it's how every morning
I choose what I am going to wear.
Just to have these kids 
Give me a nasty glare.
Maybe it's the time 
That I fought a girl in my school.
Or when I bragged about being suspended
So I could sound really cool.
It's when I fought with my parents 
And said things I shouldn't have said.
When I thought everyone was against me
And I was crying all night in bed.
It's how I always think about

Every wrong thing I've done in life.
When I really should be thinking
Everything that I've done that was nice.
Sometimes I am hyprocritical.
I have also talked bad about friends.
Sad songs make me depressed
And I get mad when the movie ends.
These are all of her flaws
You probably thought as you began to read.
But this is what makes me flawless
This is what makes me, me.

 

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