I am known for my sharp tongue
For biting insults I never mean
For snide remarks I always regret
For lies and actions I can never forget.

I have a sharp, observing eye and ears
For beauty and for defects all the same
The problem with me is, I spit out flaws
Perfections always stay hidden with shame

Some people like to wear flaws on their sleeve
I like to wear them on display with a shimmer of denial
I hide them then show them without thinking twice
Making me seem half as messed up as I am.

I'd prefer to bury my imperfections
If I don't, I'll bury myself alive.
I've always hidden my odd ends and flaws.
Only to show them again in words.