Perfectly Imperfect
No one is entirely perfect, but I have acheived perfection in one thing, imperfection. I never seem to be what's right for anyone or anything. I don't know how to make others happy. I can't live up to their expectations and make them proud. I'm too selfish to help or to truly sacrifice for anyone. I don't fit the qualifications for any category. I'm too small for soldier. I'm too uncoordinated for dancer. I'm too messy for a roommate. I'm too selfish for friend. I'm too homely for pageant girl. I'm too stupid for scientist. Too impatient for mother. Too needy for girlfriend. Too lazy for scholar. Too shy for public speaker. Too quiet for noble leader. Too loud for obedient follower. Too calloused to be sensitive. Too weepy to be tough. I just seem too something for everything. I'm stuck. Maybe I need to create my own category. I am the perfect Whitney Thayne. However a Whitney Thayne ranks way below a friend or a scientist. What use is a personalized category if it has no credibility. *sigh* I guess I'm just stuck being perfectly imperfect.
you are not too messy to be a roommate. Gosh if you were tidy, then I'd be the messy one! I think you're the perfect roomie. :)
ReplyDeleteYou are the perfect girlfriend for me, and I love you just the way you are.
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