Perfection

What you'll never understand is how perfect of a human being I am,
for I am made flawless in this form by my imperfections.
To you I may be invisible but vanity sees me for what I am,
and embraces me in her all consuming warmth.

What more do I need?
What more can I say?
What more can I do.

Reviews

[MajorMysterious]

That was nice and poetic. Short and sweet.

[Jamestown]

I enjoyed this piece, short to the point and well thought out!
Thanks for sharing and b-blessed.

[Larissa K. Charmit]

I like this. Very concise, yet well-worded.