i am not perfect
i've never claimed i was,
and never will
be as a person, a daughter, a sister,
or as a student, a friend, a leader,
i am never perfect.
i'm prone to mistakes,
prone to innuendos,
prone to hurts,
prone to everything just like everyone else.
i don't ask for people to look up to me
neither do i hope people will look down on me.
what i ask
is for people to know me before they judge me,
learn from my mistakes,
and reflect on my accomplishments.
i bear witness that He is the most perfect
and i am only His lowly servant
His messenger He protected from flaws
whilst i his follower am not.
forgive me if i ever hurt anyone
for i never meant to
but in my obsession with only myself
i haven't notice.
my thanks to those who understand me
and call themselves my friends
for truly
only a true friend can bear
everything i think, say or do
and only a true friend
will be by my side
through thick and thin,
sad and joy.
hurt, pain they will bear
joy, laugh they will share
for friends are those who are part of me
losing them i will lose a piece of myself.
i am not perfect, never was and never will be
for this is who i am.