Have you ever walked down a dead end
Knowing that there was nothing there
But still have a glimmer of hope that the sign at the beginning was wrong
and that there was something that nobody had discovered yet
all the way at the end?
you.
you're my dead end.
and I want to keep on walking but…
I'm tired.
I need a break.
The tears, they need to dry.
The pain, it needs to be eased.
So I sit for a little while
Eyes blurred
Head pounding
Heart…breaking.
I just sit..
As I sit...I look around me and I realize that
Despite my misery
The grass is still growing
The sun is still shining
The birds are still chirping
The beauty of nature speaks to me…
Its telling me that if there was no rain
I wouldn't be able to appreciate the sun
I know now that if everything went completely perfect
I wouldn't be able to appreciate the imperfections
The imperfections of a winding road; a winding road, with no exit
I'm not perfect
And maybe taking this road was a mistake
But maybe, just maybe, you should try and take mine too
So we could make this mistake together
Let our dead ends combine
Making an entrance into the one road, that I started out looking for..
The one to your heart.

I have a boundless amount of imperfections,
And I confess them, profess them,
Reveal them, show their stem,
And for that I'm condemned;
Viewed as ugly, terrible, unbearable,
Seen as bizarre, out-so-far, marred...

But wouldn't you say I'm perfect in a way?
You hide your flaws, keep them from day.
Yet I pay, because I WILL say,
What flaws in me lay.

We are beautiful, incredible people.
Precisely handcrafted with imperfections.
So we let others dictate our understating,
I call them cowards when they try to take advantage of the weak minded.
Oh how blinded!
They put a dollar in our face and we’re enchanted.
Look beyond the paper,they use to be acres,
of trees that served as our protection.
The ground we stand upon is our foundation.
The wind we feel is our elevation.
Look within and find motivation,
to lead this world in the right direction.

School
Family
Friendship
Boyfriends
or
Girlfriends.
Each sphere of life
put there to make you work.
Work for the best.
Work to be the best.
Work to have the best.
Each sphere having its own imperfections,
Its own weaknesses,
Its own blemishes.

These are are what we call
Perfect imperfections.
Which make life exciting,
stirring and unique.
Every flaw
Every fault
Every error
All put there to make life extraordinary.