I'm Not Perfect

I'm Not Perfect

I'm not Perfect, I'm just Me. 

Me gets tired from being perfect externally when internally I'm soft and meek.

I'm quiet, but I have to stand tall and speak. 

The world will run over me if I just sit and stay asleep. 

So I continuously move to provide for and feed children I didn't solo procreate. 

I am not perfect, yet I have to love and console little souls on my own. 

I can easily have a husband, but I prefer a divine mate. 

One who can love me in my perfectness, yet adore me when my breath stank. 

I'm pretty, but I have an ugly side, which I no longer want to disguise. 

I'm love, peace, and balance, but at times I can also be a storm trooper working for the Darkside.

I know you're attracted to my perfectness, but learn to love me through my moments of Mrs. Hyde.

I'm not Perfect, I'm just Me. 

I just ask you to love me through this duality, perfectly.