Yes I'm not perfect..
I'm not perfect as you..
You may not like me..
I hardly get any attention from you...
I'm not upto your liking...
Hardly anyone notices me...
Whenever I walk by there's hardly a single sigh...

I'm not a beauty in your eyes.
Perfectly messed up hair..
Never in place...
Clumsy and plump...
Yeah...that's Me..
I'm not an orator as good as you...
I hardly have the standard to stand next to you...
Who am I...just a nobody ..fit to be in a bin...
Others are more appealing to you than me...
You move away whenever you see me..
Your friends taunt at me without any reason...

It did hurt me ..
I felt helpless and hopeless....
It felt as if the world was against me...
Even whatever I wanted were not in my favour..
I cried every night..
Searched for reasons to stay alive or end myself...

Tears stopped at one point of time...
I realized I shouldn't be crying...
I am happy the way I am..
I maybe unacceptable in your eyes..
I am worthy to me..
With my flaws and scars..
At least I'm real and true...
I don't need garlands or flowers to adorn me...
I'm just perfectly imperfect....
That's Me..
I live with my values and opinions...
Beautiful in my eyes...
A mess to you...
A disaster for many...
But that's fine...
Those are your thoughts not mine....
I don't care if you're not with me...
I rather be alone...
Than be among those who are unreal...

So here I am ; love or hate ...
I am Me..
Perfectly disordered...
Perfectly and genuinely imperfect Me...











© JSR