Perfectly imperfect
She was born free curious and vulnerable absorbing the surroundings with every passing breathe Suddenly she started perceiving all the standards of the society forming her ideas rigid looking at black and white missing out the colors She suddenly perceived the idea of imperfection Then she started hiding herself walking alone in the alley worried to be seen scared to be heard stopping to live fully feeling ashamed mostly closing her eyes to the light And then there she met her all happy and free wearing her heart on her sleeve flaunting her blemishes she looked so beautiful with all her scars illuminating in her contagious smile Now the girl in the alley remembers her core she dances in the rain like no one is watching she talks with confidence she walks her talk leaves inhibitions behind worrying less and loving more crying and laughing with open heart because now, she knows it doesn't take a perfect person to live larger than life she is a part of that al...