I am far from a perfect person.
I never claimed to be.
My flaws are many
many, many indeed.
I'm vain and selfish.
I procrastinate.
I'm sloppy and disorganized.
I tend to overeat.
I'm not completely happy
without something to complain about
my jawline is crooked
when you look at my pout
my cheeks are too pink
my feet are too big
I have crows feet and stretch marks
from momming four kids
I sing really badly
I snort and I snore
when I blow my nose...
I never claimed to be.
My flaws are many
many, many indeed.
I'm vain and selfish.
I procrastinate.
I'm sloppy and disorganized.
I tend to overeat.
I'm not completely happy
without something to complain about
my jawline is crooked
when you look at my pout
my cheeks are too pink
my feet are too big
I have crows feet and stretch marks
from momming four kids
I sing really badly
I snort and I snore
when I blow my nose...
It sounds like a fog horn
I'm nosy and irrational
overemotional is me
there has never been a decision
I could make--easily
I want what I want
and I fuss when denied
I constantly compare myself
to every girl that walks by
I'm my worst enemy
It's a voice I can't shush
Any judgements you have
you can leave on the shelf
Whatever you're thinking
I'm sure has been said
by that tiny voice
upstairs
in my head