Less than Perfect

I found this while going through some old poetry and even today it still holds true… well maybe a few things have changed.

Less than perfect.

I will always be less than perfect.

I will always say the wrong thing to the wrong people, at the wrong time.

I will always laugh at things no one gets and humor myself when there’s know one around to humor. And I will always be less than perfect.

My eyes will always be Hazel and they will change with the season or with my mood.  My hair will never be the same color or the same length or style and I will continue to buy the box that matches my latest shade of nail polish or my new pair of shoes.  I will paint my nails obsessively and wear make up even when there’s no place to go, I’ll wear it with that party dress that hangs in my closet collecting dust and I’ll lay on the couch with a bottle of champagne watching silly movies about life and how much it sucks, And I will always be less than perfect.

I will always be a little crooked, and my legs will never be quite long enough.  My boobs will always be way to big, and my ass will always look tight in whatever jeans I happen to be wearing. My feet will never be tiny and my body never petite, my teeth will never be perfect and my ears will always look bigger when my hair is tucked behind my ears, and the scar above my eye from playing soft ball will always be there, and I will always be less than perfect.

I will never be Miss America, or the next homecoming queen, I will always prefer a drinking contest to a beauty pageant, and I will always try to out spit any guy that dares to take the challenge.  I will never be quite lady like and I will always cuss to much and be just a little to perverted, and I will always forget that some people actually think that love and sex are the same thing, and I will always be less than perfect.

I will never be able to take back my past, or to relive it.  I already lived it once and didn’t do such a good job the first time.  I will never know exactly what to say, or how to dry someone’s tears, I will always laugh in the middle of a fight and find the one thing that will send the other person over the edge.  I will always get just a little mad when someone tells me I’m wrong, and I will always get a little angry when my thoughts and ideas don’t come out right.  And I will always be less than perfect.

I prefer football to tennis, and ballet to golf, I prefer jeans over a dress, and sandals over heals, I will always keep my haired pulled back and unkempt, I prefer brains over beauty, and personality over money.  I will never have the perfect guy, the most attractive, or the one every girl wants, but he will be mine and I will treat him right, because he will love me even though he knows I will always be less than perfect.

~ by strangerswithkandi on April 7, 2009.