A Not So Perfect Life

I make mistake. I am not perfect. I've done things people will not believe I would.
In the eyes of other's I always look fine with no problem.
Deep inside I am hurting and asking for somebody to rescue me.

I'm just simple. I want to be happy and face all the things that I am afraid of.
But at the end of the day. I'm still not so perfect.

Imperfections are beauty. I don't care if you don't believe it or not at all.


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