One Day...

you know what, one day your going to look back and think. think about all the memories, good time, fight, heartbreaks, and laughter. and your going to say to yourself the world was in my hands. while now i think i'm the scum of the earth how could i ever be the world? i'm imperfect in the most strange and demented form of weirdness. i won't try new foods, and i hate odd smells. i've never been a fan of myself or the way you laugh at me when i forget things. i get depressed to the point where i want to curl up and die just because of a comment someone made. when people look at me i tell myself that it's because they hate me and if they ever say something to me it's out of the pity for such a loser. my hair could never be done to my satisfaction, i yell at inanimate objects and i feel like my pillow is my diary. i trust people with my heart just to find that they will tear it to pieces and twist my pain of unforgiveness on myself. these are just mere examples of my imperfection, yeah theres a lot more believe it or not. but when you think that the exact opposite of me is what you wanted, your going to realize i was exactly what you were looking for. but time won't stop and rewind itself like it does for you in the movies it will continue moving and almost faster. all the while regret in the back of your mind. and me i'll think and move on because i was so blessed, thanking god for steering my life in the right direction. so i am clearly not saying that if you choose me right now your life is going to be perfect and have the perfect happy ending like those stories always seem to have because i am not perfect. things won't always be easy but sometimes miracles do happen and tomorrow will surpass yesterday, but you were too blind to even turn your head and view the future.