lost soul Poet Free verse

YOU ARE PERFECT

Ever sat there, looking at a pretty lady,
Your brain is amazed,
How can they be that perfect,
But then…turns out,
They aren’t perfect
Insecurities overshadow their beauty,
They have a bad trait,
Or they struggle to make converstsions,
…they are rude,
Or they are just normal people
…
Your brain wanders again,
How can they be normal when their skin texture is that perfect,
How can they be normal when every boy turns to look at them when they pass,
But still they are normal
…
Then my brain wonders again,
Maybe they do not think I am normal,
Maybe they think I am better than them
Even with my tall statue,
Even with my long feet,
Even with my near-deep voice,
Even with my belly pouch,
To them I am perfect,
Like how perfect I see them.
…
My brain relaxes,
Because now I see myself in a lense with no low self esteem,
I see others in a lens with no prejudice,
Maybe that is how we are supposed to live,
YOU, ME AND ALL OF US.

Becca>>>

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