I hate imperfection.
On a scale from 1-10--
10 would be my selection!
Damn, damn, damn!
I hate all these flaws.
I believe in self expression--Now, I'll fight for that cause!
Damn, damn, damn!
I hate a mistake.
So, I made the wrong choices--
Come on now give me a break!
Damn, damn, damn!
I hate a setback.
Now I have to push forward--
With everything that I lack.
Damn, damn, damn!
I hate this depression.
And you ask me if I'm fine--
Now that's a terrible question.
Damn, damn, damn!
I'm such a big mess.
I can't handle this pressure--
I can't take all this stress.
Damn, damn, damn!
I know God's got it all.
He will pick me back up--
Whenever I fall.
LaTasha B.
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