Imperfect Me
I don’t write to be recognized
I write for confession
An expression
My inner most wants
It’s like redemption
Acceptance of my incorrectness
My imperfections
My human emotions
I love hard
I’m a liar
I break hearts
I mend hearts, I'm a care taker
I’m at peace with my decisions
I’m the best friend you ever had
I’m a deceiver
I’m the same coin with two sides
I’m a giver
I’m a taker
I’m conflicted
I’m deluded
I live life
I have experience
I am for sure one hundred percent human
Filled with so many emotions
Copyright © Ale A A | Year Posted 2013
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