no one is perfect
we all have our flaws
things were proud of
and things that we are not
we have things we carry
and things we would like
to forget.
sometimes we hide our hearts
sometimes we tattoo them on our sleeves
words don’t always touch us
but some make us bleed.
no one is perfect
I know that is true
I am not perfect
do you still love me too?
Kimber Michaela 2012