For another time,
to make my thoughts readable.. In the past some used to call me "perfect"
Even though it wasn't right I used
to like it, no I LOVED the strength, compliments like this gave me.
Now this word, for which truly exists no example in the reality,
is one of the things I hate the most to hear.
See, you can call me everything:
Disgusting, awesome, a freak, beautiful, ugly - but not this "perfect".
We all have done mistakes and will go on with making new ones.
Most of us have something we would like to change about ourselves.
Even if it was just a tiny thing.
But mistakes and imperfection are humanely and naturally.
The reason why I hate getting called "perfect" so much, is cause I really am not.
And sometimes it feels like some are seeing me as so pure, yeah perfect, but.I.am.not.
I'm only a human!
I regret, I forget things, I feel pain,
I can feel fear, I can feel anger, I can feel sadness, happiness, disgust, hope-
I have emotions.
And normally damn it everyone else also has.
It actually took me a few years to realize, that my life isn't the all funny, lovely game I thought it was.
I mean, why should you think of this 'terrible' world, if you can just sit right there on mommy's or daddy's lap, be cared all over and just happy?
if an umbrella symbolizes family, especially your parents,
the rain will hit you damn hard,
if you have to grow up suddenly.
Or not suddenly, but it just feels like it was.
But if you'll always protect your little plant from the rain, it will never grow, right?
And what doesn't kill you,
makes you stronger right?
Or a little bit more broken, huh?
The scars will always stay,
but we can put colors over them.
Blue, green, violet, yellow, orange, red,.. We can make ourselves a funny colorful, glowing mess.
Somewhere out there.
We can kiss the souls we love in the rain, because we love the things about their wonderful inside and not the way the look.
We can dance in the rain together, when our mam's and dad's had to take the umbrella's away.
We can do nearly everything.
Everyone creates their own limits,
so why not wide them -
why not even fully break them?
Let us be free tonight