See what i mean?
                I am not what you think i am.
                       I am not over my past.
                I haven't overcome my flaws.
               I have not found my confidence.
      And i am not perfect at all and never will be.
   But with time I will maybe be what i wish i could be and that is perfect in my eyes, not haunted by my past and set  free by my thoughts.

i just wonder though, can someone hug you for long and tight that all the crushed bones are squashed back together.