imperfections


dedicated to sawyer, madelyn, brianna and jalynn


i am imperfect,
something that i came
to terms with 
years ago

my smile is crooked,
soon to be covered in
purple braces because
i have always thought the 
color purple would make
me look a little bit prettier

my laugh is loud,
but i've always liked 
it because it can make
my friends smile

i am short,
but i like that
because it let's you
blend in without
being forgotten

my eyes are big,
but i have always liked
the rich brown color
because it would
remind me of chocolate

i hug a little too long,
but i don't stop
because when i let go
i notice a smile on 
their face

i am quiet with the 
people that i do not know
but it makes it all the
better when they finally
see my smile, hear my laugh,
hold my gaze, feel my hug,
look down at me and all my 
imperfections 

my imperfections are loved
by few, but i don't care
because those few people
are the people i have laughed 
with, cried with, spent
my darkest days with and i would
never give them up.

ivyparks

VT

15 years old

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