What defines perfection?
Why is it so "great"?
What makes it so desirable?
Why a source of hate?

For me, perfection is different
In every human being
The sparkle in their eyes
When they talk about meaning

I'll take imperfection
If it means we're not the same
I'll love my flaws and faults
Even when others deem them "lame"

So love your flaws and faults
Your scars and your past
And wait for someone to come
Who loves you for you at last