Perfection is overrated,
A myth that we've created,
For who can truly say,
That flawless is the only way?

The beauty lies in flaws,
In the cracks and broken laws,
For it's the imperfections,
That make us unique selections.

The perfectly imperfect,
Is what we should expect,
For it's what makes us whole,
And gives us our own role.

No need for cookie-cutter,
Or trying to be another,
For it's in our very essence,
That we find our true presence.

So let us embrace our quirks,
And never shun our smirks,
For it's in our flaws we see,
The beauty of humanity.

Let us be perfectly imperfect,
For that's what we should project,
And in our own special way,
We'll make the world a brighter day.
Perfectly imperfect, a phrase so true,
Describes us all, me and you.
For we're each unique, with our own flaws,
And yet we shine, like diamonds in the raw.

Our imperfections, they make us real,
And show the world just how we feel.
They're not a curse, but a blessing in disguise,
For they help us grow, and become wise.

We stumble and fall, we make mistakes,
But it's all part of the journey that takes,
Us to the places we need to go,
And...