Yes, I am talking to you. Please listen, hear me out,
You see, I have been watching you lately. I saw the
Tears yesterday, the tiredness today. I saw the energy
You put into others when you had none left for yourself.
I saw your feet keep moving, even though you didn't want
To go anywhere. That is how I know. I know you will wake
Up tomorrow, and try again. You are perfect, dear friend,
just As you are. Forget the glossy magazines, the television
Shows and movie stars. You are real, you are perfect.
Perfect with all your faults, which you just listed
through in your mind. Perfect because you won't let them hold
you back from being who you are. Imperfection would be knowing
Your faults and allowing them to consume you, to define you and
destroy you, which would be a real shame, because your perfect.
