brings me closer to Truth of myself and
bloats my fragile neglect-
only once, that I can
do this. Right.
only, so, now
I meet my future, what it
holds.
I can't be Perfect.
I've always wanted to be, still
do.
Today, I want to believe
I can still be imperfect
yet, excellent
in every way. but
happiness eludes me, so
I go back to school
to learn Me.
