Perfection/ UnWorthy

A/N: this is just really random...i think you readers are going to have to use your imagination to figure out the plot. It makes for an interesting way of seeing things.

If I've never been good enough before what makes me think it will change now?

As the years progress I only get worse, my imperfections only become more visible.

I've never been excellent at this or that but I thought I'd do for just then.

Right now I hear that my best isn't good enough or maybe it's just the way they think.

If I'm sick on the outside I must be dieing on the inside,

For this can't be something natural, or else maybe I'm just meant to suffer that's all that happens anyway.

I don't see why I continue on yet I am still here. People who say they care are so far away and I can't seem to hear they're voices after all…being worthless comes from here not that far away place.

If I am so worthless why do you insist I stay?

Yet I'm afraid to leave anyway...cowardice just another thing I have to deal with after all the list just keeps getting longer.

Playing is for children yet I act too old.

Life isn't all fun and games but I'm not to do everything I'm told.

Do this and do that but everything I'm supposed to do is done properly another way.

Can I help what I've been taught or what you must say?

I'm obviously becoming lost in this valley of despair for I will never match up to you… or anyone else for that manner.

I'm less than perfection ...and I'm going to stay this way.

If you have a problem I'll deal with it another day.

I've so many flaws and they're all there.

Yet I need somebody to look deep into me and tell me why are you still here?
Is my imperfection attracting you or are you here to make fun?

I know I'm not perfect but I also know neither are you...so who are you to say that I'm less than good?

Less than human?

Less than you?

For if there is one mistake I'm making it is listening to the things you say,

I might not be perfect but if all you can point out are my flaws then it is you who are worthless every time you say that I'm less than human…

Less than good…

Less then you,

For it is you who are that way.

Show some compassion,

Show some care,

Then maybe you have the right to say I need to change the way I'm doing things...there is a better way.

But I am not wrong and it works just as well for me to learn the lesson on my own.

Not with you to tell I can't do this or I can't do that,

For I am here right now and will do it this way until the day comes when it washes away.

All the good, all the bad.

All the happy, all the sad.

All the merry, and the sullen.

All the evil and the good.

For when this day comes, no one and everyone will be perfection.

As we all should.

Silver flashed in her mind as she thought over the truth of the fact. That color was both her savior and her demise as it always would be…

Owari