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#notperfect
Thank YOU, that I am not perfect! I take off this heavy yoke, This burden that cripples my spirit and robs my joy. What is it like to live a different life? To believe something different from what I've spoke.  To try new things and become more of YOUR joy. Thank YOU that I'm not perfect! Thank YOU that I can make mistakes, And can try again. There are many possibilities ahead! I can zoom ahead and I can apply the breaks, I can stumble and re-wire my brain. Thank YOU that I'm not perfect!  So here's to another attempt, So here's to continuing on the journey... No matter what…willingly and NOT circumspect!
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Mar 21, 2025
Mar 21, 2025 at 5:50 PM UTC
Lent Collection #18 - Thank YOU
love ain’t pretty but i am not looking for a hospital without blood
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Feb 18, 2022
Feb 18, 2022 at 11:07 PM UTC
whoops
My parents often ask me, why are you so stressed, why are you so depressed, . . . . . why are you so . . . crazy? Here and now I am going to answer that question. 1. stress The main reason I stress is from responsibility. RESPONSIBILITY The word makes me go insane All of it causes pain. Sibilings, five younger sibilings, they all have their things. they each have someting that either causes me a responsibilty or stress, because its a constant worry, love. School, all eight classes, you expect aces. I can't be perfect, but you want me to be, and that is a huge responsibility. Home, all of it, every single bit. A home requires everybody to have a responsibility. 2. deppresed The main reason i am often sad, mad, or a mixture of both is that you wouldn't accept me. NO ACCEPTENCE To know that you would hate me, stops me from being free. Gender, i hate it, why do we label ourselfs why dont we quit. I just want to be free and ya'll dont like that, so i can't. Sexuality, mine is different, and you would accept it. The world is different why cant you see that, why is different bad? Religon, the worst of all, the lectures make me feel so small. You force and force and it makes me wat t be farther and farther away. 3. crazy I am crazy because you dont care. OBLIVION You can't see me trying so hard, the only things you see tears me apart. I am trying, cant you see, being perect for you is always who i've been tring to be. Don't you see me working, all the time, trying to please all of ya'll. Perfection, its impossible, nothing can be perfectly aligned on the table. Why do I have to be your perfect christain daughter who does so well in school while I am unhappy? Why can't I be your unperfect person that follows their dreams and is happy? - Your unperfect human, Zan.
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Apr 22, 2020
Apr 22, 2020 at 1:13 AM UTC
Dear parents
My parents often ask me, why are you so stressed, why are you so depressed, . . . . . why are you so . . . crazy? Here and now I am going to answer that question. 1. stress The main reason I stress is from responsibility. RESPONSIBILITY The word makes me go insane All of it causes pain. Sibilings, five younger sibilings, they all have their things. they each have someting that either causes me a responsibilty or stress, because its a constant worry, love. School, all eight classes, you expect aces. I can't be perfect, but you want me to be, and that is a huge responsibility. Home, all of it, every single bit. A home requires everybody to have a responsibility. 2. deppresed The main reason i am often sad, mad, or a mixture of both is that you wouldn't accept me. NO ACCEPTENCE To know that you would hate me, stops me from being free. Gender, i hate it, why do we label ourselfs why dont we quit. I just want to be free and ya'll dont like that, so i can't. Sexuality, mine is different, and you would accept it. The world is different why cant you see that, why is different bad? Religon, the worst of all, the lectures make me feel so small. You force and force and it makes me wat t be farther and farther away. 3. crazy I am crazy because you dont care. OBLIVION You can't see me trying so hard, the only things you see tears me apart. I am trying, cant you see, being perect for you is always who i've been tring to be. Don't you see me working, all the time, trying to please all of ya'll. Perfection, its impossible, nothing can be perfectly aligned on the table. Why do I have to be your perfect christain daughter who does so well in school while I am unhappy? Why can't I be your unperfect person that follows their dreams and is happy? - Your unperfect human, Zan.
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I said I love you, and you asked "Why me?" There's no one thing I can say You are all that I ever wanted I find something new to love every day It's not how you look or what you do It's not your smile or your smell All these and so much more Because of you the reasons that I fell There's no such thing as the perfect love It's nothing we can see You may not be the perfect person But you're the perfect one for me
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Nov 20, 2019
Nov 20, 2019 at 4:48 PM UTC
Perfect One
"You are perfect just the way you are" "Nobody is perfect" Which one do i need to believe?
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Jan 5, 2019
Jan 5, 2019 at 5:06 AM UTC
Believe
Pretty Nice Popular Am not looking for a "perfect" person Am looking for you
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Jan 4, 2019
Jan 4, 2019 at 12:47 PM UTC
Looking
Humans aren’t perfect We are all covered in flaws So don’t try to be perfect We are beautiful, though Even with our flaws So please don’t hide your beauty
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Dec 7, 2018
Dec 7, 2018 at 6:50 AM UTC
Full of Flaws Yet Beautiful
At the time it seemed easier to run away Than to fix our differences and just stay. It has shaped me into the person that I am today, But I know my damage cannot be fixed with everything that I say. I understand the damage I made cuts further than what meets the eye, Believe me I’ve experienced this first-hand so by now I realize That nothing good can come from these brittle lies. I am sorry.
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Oct 23, 2018
Oct 23, 2018 at 6:57 PM UTC
An Apology
Don’t judge me for my mistakes or actions. I am still trying to absorb all the knowledge and wisdom I can. I’m not perfect, nor do I care. I crushed others feeling, lied, manipulated, deceived and disappointed others. I am young, stupid, and reckless. I want it all. I want the attention and recognition. I would do anything to get it. I will **** my way up to the top if I have to. I’ll keep marching on like a broken robot. I’ll be fake until I make it. I’ll follow these rules to get what I want. I will stab others in the back to get ahead. In the end of day no one will be there by your side. Get ahead and don’t look behind. No one matters and deep down no really cares.
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May 13, 2018
May 13, 2018 at 11:03 PM UTC
I Want it All!
I have 100% been through hell. I have been through so much my whole life. I've been judged and bullied for 10 years. I've been hurt physically, emotionally, and mentally. I've been threatened over and over again. I've been Abandoned and alone a lot for long amounts of time. I've felt love toward someone for 10 years (almost 11), that person hurt me 3 times and put through heart shattering pain. Do you know what it feels like to be hurt by someone you love so much that you don't know what to do with yourself? Do you know what it's like to love someone for 10 years, then get rejected and your heart broken by that same person and still love and wanna be with them? Do you know what it's like to hate yourself so much that your too ashamed to go or do anything, because your too fat, too ugly, or you just don't fit in? Well all of that, It's me. Every last bit. I know I am a crazy mess. I know I am a pathetic, ugly, fat, loser, that has a loving caring family, but a really messed up life. That is the person I am in my eyes. So if you really think I am "all that", a "showoff", someone who's "perfect". Yeah, well, Guess what... There is no such thing as "perfect" and I know that very well. I do not do or go through all this ******** to get attention. I do not tell you who I am or "show the real me" because I will scare you away like everyone else. So.. I guess this is goodbye because I know you'll run like everyone else.
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Apr 10, 2017
Apr 10, 2017 at 3:58 AM UTC
The real me is my Hell
Diamonds, pearls, gimme that gucci Theres more important things why we trip pin bout some loui Then i hear the kids screaming with no food to go to school with When i hear them bells ringing i just think we so clueless We degrade each other, we degrade ourselves We never read the books, we just knock em´ off the shelves Judging by they covers, don't believe in nothing else Coz a person ain´t **** if they win´t high up on that wealth Right, wrong We straying from the purpose, we disrespect each other And the people that have birthed us We hatin on our loved ones And loving who have hurt us We forget about what means the most And dwell on what we purchase Forget all of that it´s not worth it And stop thinking you gotta be perfect We all different, we all shine like diamonds Sometimes you gotta dig deep just so you can find them Listen to my voice, put the blade down I know you think that´s you only true escape now Them scars on your arms ain´t worth the pain now And them screams that were silent have regained they main sound If they don´t love you for who you are that´s their issue When you lying dead on the floor could they fix you? When you on the news you really think that they´d miss you? They pretend like they care, turn around and forget you And all the racism truly makes me sick We hating on each other cuz the skin we born with? We take from each other, stab and **** one another Stereotype a person cuz they white or a brother I'm confused We ****** up like the drugs we use We go killin motherfuckes just for upgraded shoes I´m a tad disappointed in this new generation I done grew up in the jungle i´m just tryna find my way in Really, i´m just tryna find a exit I'm running to the end but its like a maze with no direction Im passing every corner nd I'm feeling disconnected Its like hate is a disease and I'm the only one not infected So god, let em´ not disregard, that the beauty outside reflects from one good heart, and it don´t matter where you came from, it don't matter where you start We gone make it to the finish line together not apart Together not apart It don't matter where you came from, it don't matter where you start we gone make it to the finish together not apart Together not apart
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Nov 17, 2016
Nov 17, 2016 at 10:31 AM UTC
Diamonds
Diamonds, pearls, gimme that gucci Theres more important things why we trip pin bout some loui Then i hear the kids screaming with no food to go to school with When i hear them bells ringing i just think we so clueless We degrade each other, we degrade ourselves We never read the books, we just knock em´ off the shelves Judging by they covers, don't believe in nothing else Coz a person ain´t **** if they win´t high up on that wealth Right, wrong We straying from the purpose, we disrespect each other And the people that have birthed us We hatin on our loved ones And loving who have hurt us We forget about what means the most And dwell on what we purchase Forget all of that it´s not worth it And stop thinking you gotta be perfect We all different, we all shine like diamonds Sometimes you gotta dig deep just so you can find them Listen to my voice, put the blade down I know you think that´s you only true escape now Them scars on your arms ain´t worth the pain now And them screams that were silent have regained they main sound If they don´t love you for who you are that´s their issue When you lying dead on the floor could they fix you? When you on the news you really think that they´d miss you? They pretend like they care, turn around and forget you And all the racism truly makes me sick We hating on each other cuz the skin we born with? We take from each other, stab and **** one another Stereotype a person cuz they white or a brother I'm confused We ****** up like the drugs we use We go killin motherfuckes just for upgraded shoes I´m a tad disappointed in this new generation I done grew up in the jungle i´m just tryna find my way in Really, i´m just tryna find a exit I'm running to the end but its like a maze with no direction Im passing every corner nd I'm feeling disconnected Its like hate is a disease and I'm the only one not infected So god, let em´ not disregard, that the beauty outside reflects from one good heart, and it don´t matter where you came from, it don't matter where you start We gone make it to the finish line together not apart Together not apart It don't matter where you came from, it don't matter where you start we gone make it to the finish together not apart Together not apart
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i guess it's confusing the way i say i love talking to you, but i never message you back so how did it get to be that i am the one talking first waiting on you to respond and never getting an answer you were the one person that i was comfortable with and now we never talk, or actually you never talk so i am left talking to myself hoping that you'll start talking back
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Oct 30, 2015
Oct 30, 2015 at 8:22 PM UTC
all talk
sadly, I know, I wont be your idea of perfect.
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May 2, 2015
May 2, 2015 at 2:06 PM UTC
perfect [10w]
To some she is a shining light A flash of hope amongst the dark An optimistic helping hand To pull you from the dark And cheer your sorrow To some she is a black hole Pulling the world down with sadness Reliving the past that broke her And stabbing others with the shards To some she is simple words plastered on a white canvas painting a picture. never more but never less To most she is unnoticeable A tiny footnote scribbled in the corner of a forgotten notebook A wall flower whose thorns push away all but those with the key to her locked heart. When you ask me what she is The answer is impossible Because I don't know But I can tell you what she's not She is not a beautiful face, to stop you in a crowd She is not a chatting girl to talk you into a date She is not a innocent flower Welcoming with open arms She is not a genius to create the next invention She is not a musician, an author, a designer, a star, a doctor, or a hero She is not a loving companion for you to hold, and remember your every need She is not a great friend, always there in a flash. She is not a friendly person, starting up the conversation She is not a good cook, making meals that are edible She is not an unscarred girl, unscathed by the past She is not a beautiful figure That draws your eyes She is not hilariously funny Ready for stand up comedy She is not someone to remember though she will remember you However she is not fazed by judges Changing ways to suit them She is not perfect She is not stopped by her imperfections, only pressed farther to become something more. And though I can not say who she is or what she will be. Here's what I can say To me she will always be the girl staring back in the mirror.
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Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 1:04 AM UTC
She Is...
To some she is a shining light A flash of hope amongst the dark An optimistic helping hand To pull you from the dark And cheer your sorrow To some she is a black hole Pulling the world down with sadness Reliving the past that broke her And stabbing others with the shards To some she is simple words plastered on a white canvas painting a picture. never more but never less To most she is unnoticeable A tiny footnote scribbled in the corner of a forgotten notebook A wall flower whose thorns push away all but those with the key to her locked heart. When you ask me what she is The answer is impossible Because I don't know But I can tell you what she's not She is not a beautiful face, to stop you in a crowd She is not a chatting girl to talk you into a date She is not a innocent flower Welcoming with open arms She is not a genius to create the next invention She is not a musician, an author, a designer, a star, a doctor, or a hero She is not a loving companion for you to hold, and remember your every need She is not a great friend, always there in a flash. She is not a friendly person, starting up the conversation She is not a good cook, making meals that are edible She is not an unscarred girl, unscathed by the past She is not a beautiful figure That draws your eyes She is not hilariously funny Ready for stand up comedy She is not someone to remember though she will remember you However she is not fazed by judges Changing ways to suit them She is not perfect She is not stopped by her imperfections, only pressed farther to become something more. And though I can not say who she is or what she will be. Here's what I can say To me she will always be the girl staring back in the mirror.
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I know I'm six foot, Have fiery red hair, And less common sense than a goldfish... But is it too much to ask you to stay? I know I've got baggage, More than I should, And yes that's not your problem, But I only want you to stay... I know I'm not perfect, Far from it, And if that's what you're looking for then I'm not for you.. But all I want is for someone to stay...
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Jun 16, 2014
Jun 16, 2014 at 1:57 PM UTC
Please Stay