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I may not be perfect but I'm still here.
Maybe I wasn't there for you.
Maybe I didn't fight hard enough or you, 
 for your rights.
I didn't fight the way you thought I should have.
I may not be perfect but I'm still here.

You didn't know how hard I tried, or
the many nights I cried.
I may not be perfect but I'm still here.

Does my admission of guilt give me a license to mess up?
To fall from grace, your good graces.
Does that give me the right to let moments
slip by?  Not taking advantage of the opportunities
to set things right?
If my admission can keep others from falling,
I gladly accept responsibility for my failures.
So no one else has to miss out or
 fall through the cracks of life.

I carry my imperfection with me, every day.
Do all my pretty words excuse my actions?
Just because I decorate the truth does that let me off?
Truth be told I did let us slip through the cracks.
But does my acknowledgment of the truth give me
any peace, how about you?
Admission of guilt isn't enough, is it?
I really don't know anymore, 
But I know this I'm not perfect but I'm here
The battle scars of life are written not in blood,
but in tears.

Only God knows the depths of my sorrow, 
only God knows the tears I've cried over this.
Yes, I may not be perfect but I'm still here,
Awaiting the day your forgiveness reaches your ears.

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