Flawless

by l3oog3r iN l0v3   Apr 24, 2008


There are many things in ourselves that are flawed. In most cases, people view it as being human. We are human, we are mistakes. Blemishes across and Earth that would be better off without us. And yet, here we are. We thrive. There is success; there is an essence of future. Our mistakes have fueled an empire of cultural, ethnic, linguistic, technological, etc. advancements. We are flawed. We are not right for this world. And yet, we are capable of doing amazing things. I am flawed in more ways than most. These flaws are what make me, ultimately, me. I can let them end my world, end everything about me. Or I can fuel myself with them. I will become whatever I want to be. And why? Because my flaws will let me. Because my flaws are me. You can try to sleep it off. You can try lying to yourself for days on end. "This is not me. Something's just wrong right now." You are always you. You will still have the same thoughts. You will be burdened with a weight you may or may not be able to carry. But you will always be you. Don't let them consume you. The only thing denying you happiness right now is yourself.

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