Perfection was created
to make us feel imperfect,
but imperfect, of course,
is the perfect thing to be.
We spend every hour of every day,
every day of every week,
trying to be different,
trying to be unique.
Our nature is to search
for answers to life's questions,
concepts we don't understand,
like "What is perfection?"
You strive to be "perfect,"
a term you don't understand.
You should be yourself
before it gets out of hand.
Surely happiness is of priority
over a word like "perfection,"
so ask yourself this,
who looks back in your reflection?
Poem About Striving To Be Yourself
This is really a wonderful poem. It reflect what most of us strive for. My heart became light as I realized I need to be happy rather than perfect. Thank you.
Perfection
Published by Family Friend Poems June 2016 with permission of the Author.
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Hi, this reply is really delayed, and you have probably already used the poem for your competition. I hope everything went well! Thank you for taking the time to read my work.