Your Own Masterpiece
You’re doomed if you do,,
Doomed if you don’t.
So why even try?
Don’t try to be perfection.
You are perfect
Just the way you are.
Everyone is their own masterpiece,
Slowly created,
Subtly shaped.
So why do you let others tell you
You’re not good enough?
What’s good for them
Isn’t always good for you,
And likewise.
This is what I tell myself
Every morning when I wake up.
I tell myself I’m perfect,
To me, for me, of me.
Me – with my sad eyes,
Broken smile, too-curvy body.
I am perfect to me.
Are you perfect to you?
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