I don't want to be perfect
What an incorrect prospect
I like my defect
At least I'm not an object

My eyes do not resemble suns
My words are more like guns
Aimed at your sons
I've only just begun

My hair is not soft and fine
You simply cannot define
Or enshrine
Standby and do not whine

My thoughts are not innocent and pure
Nothing is secure
But I am certainly not your saviour
My behaviour brings danger
I am not your entertainer

My hands are not are not flowers
I have different powers
Which devours and towers
Over your mouth as he cowers

Nature is not just beautiful
And neither am I
How dare you belittle it with unsuitable lies
Save your goodbyes
I am not your demise, that would be unwise
Do you not realise I have a disguise?

I am not  perfect
Yet you could never recreate and resurrect my imperfections
Save your affections
I need to find my own directions, away from your infectious reflections

I always question my Creator,
My Father and my Mother
for making an imperfect being

Pretending to be blissful,
but often grieving within
"O wretched me ", immersed in pain

Born with a conquering heart
but never able to conquer

On the game field
this little heart burns as of a champion
but gives up easily in others eyes

Yearning to make a difference
but never able to

The imperfect soul is sobbing for a day
when he with his creator's help
will change the world's perspective

That losers are bound to lose,
not knowing, a loser falls to rise.

Imperfect was I born until this day
but there will be a day when
I will rise from the ashes

through Him which strengthens me
and assert "I-m-perfect"

She kissed me on perfect spaces,
     With stars,
          Into constellations.*

© 2015 J.S.P.

After all we've been through
We still come back to each other
It kills me u being someone else
I laugh when I'm with u
Sad when not
I'd rather be dead
Then never laugh again
When with u
I go to bed wishing..
U were the one next to me
Cant sleep...
To much pain knowing ur not mine
U filled the hole in my heart
I feel as if we belong
As if the world would stop
When the pain is worse
When ur not around everything is blurry
U know me better then i know my self.
Thats why i'd rather love and laugh with you
Then not to laugh at all,
Ur my pain...I love you

Pull off my wings
Then teach me to fly
Show me how its done
And maybe i wont die

Like fly into a wall
Or smear my face in a grill
Just show me the way
So i can swallow this pill

You always know my misconceptions
and how my logic is flawed
I hate how your right
To show me i am a constructive fraud

I know i can learn
Only if i take heed
So my teacher my ears are open
My mind is ready to be freed