My Flaws

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Letter to an old friend

Submitted: April 01, 2013

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Submitted: April 01, 2013



My Flaws

My flaws are not me.

They are no representation.

They do not define me.

They’re merely complication.

I don’t want you

To see me

And see what you hate about me

Oh so clearly.

I am not my flaws.

I am not always this angry.

I don’t always get this sad.

Can you understand that?

You look at me and see

Everything I abhor about myself

And then you just turn away

Without even trying to help

For a person who truly cares,

Will push their friend onto the right track.

Only those who are without feelings,

Could turn their back on someone like that.

But even still

I need you to know

That my flaws and I

We aren’t at all close.

I don’t bask in my anger.

I don’t revel in my sadness.

I hate being this emotional.

It’s complete and utter madness.

So you see,

Even the things you hate about me

I hate them even more.

Is that enough? Did I state that clearly?

A human is nothing special

Without their faults, it’s apart of our design.

I just hope one day

You can look past mine

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