Faults.

A Poem by Joey Martinez

Our imperfections is what separates me from you.
Many will put you down for them but the right person will always love you.
A freak to those but to your significant other you're their unique rose.
You must understand, it's the honesty of admitting your faults that attracts the right man.
It's time to love the damage.
Perfection is boring, I love the bandage.
A work in progress who yearns to be complete.
It's time you know self love is the missing piece.