I wasnt born with perfection....according to the world at least
My mothers little blessing, i give her thanks for giving life to meIf i knew then what i know now, i wouldve stayed inside her wombCause' it was there that i felt safe, and well protected from yhe cruelThis world aint what it seems, its beautys' only an illusionThats masking its true identity of fear, lies, and confusionThey tell me that im this and they tell me that im that....truth isThey have to face the facts...yeh im not perfect, but hell...who is?I am only human, yet thats not how theyre portraying meI know it and you know it, i am NOT the things you label meNobody is perfect...if i have flaws dont judge, just pray for meIf we accept our flaws, and correct our flaws , think how wonderful this place would be..but we are only human