I've never been perfect

I've never been whole, 

This is who I am

Flawed on my own. 


You can tell I'm wrong

You can turn the world against me,

But it doesn't matter anymore

Here I am and I'll stay,

Not run away.


What difference does it make

When I walk alone, 

All I know is,

I'm moving on, 

Surely, steadily-- with a pace of my own.


My flaws make me more human

They make me real, 

A uniqueness that just makes me

One in a lifetime, one in eternity.