So focused on perfection,
The concept, the ideal,
Fixated on correction,
You’re stripped of what is real.
You’re stressed-out and you’re fretting,
So focused on these ‘flaws,’
But sweetheart you’re forgetting,
Each ‘fault’ deserves applause.
Each blemish you’ve found ugly,
Each weakness you’ve despised,
My darling, you are lovely,
You’re rare and you are prized.
You do not need correction,
You simply need to see,
You’ll always be perfection,
So set that beauty free!
—kayla walker
Flommist Kayla Walker is just a simple poet who is fascinated by rhyme, using it as a voice to speak for the girl lost in her own mind. Copyright © 2016 Kayla Walker. Photo composition by mehallo.
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