The Flaw

I look around and clearly see That flawlessness you need from me. Perfection is what makes you tick. But can’t you see the Devil’s trick? I look around and what I know That I’m not welcome. I must go. In my blemishes and flaws, It does appear I am at fault. I look around and do perceive I have no place. I better leave. Don’t be surprised though when I’m gone … You still have self to look upon. For when you look deep in your heart, You’ll see that… Read more The Flaw →