Perfect Imperfection
Perfect Imperfection
By Fabiola Rios
Earth could be in a hellfire blazing with hate, negativity, and hands open to clap upon our failure, yet together we yield a power capable of shielding us; protecting ourselves with our own flaws. we take the negative and only hear the compliments.
We are flawed diamonds whom require a lots of shaping, polishing; even a diamond can be ruined if the not in the handled by some who can bring out its true potential.
We are still polishing and shaping our love, fixing the mistakes or others to make our own diamond unique.
Perfection is a perception defined by someone's perspective of and ideal which make just an illusion to others, if perfection means deceiving your own ideas, look for your own perfection with some whom your flaws means their perfection.
Others called you as a deception, to me you are my perfection, the diamond misshaped by a bad gem cutter. We are two diamonds once called zirconia, we saw the beauty hidden.
We are defiant, never setting in to standard of a boring perfection, but embracing the idea that perfection is flawed, outspoken, corky, and secretly desired by those who lack the power and creativity to challenge the norm.
Our defections created the most wonderful perfections, labeled as defected children for being creative, challenging the norm, questioning ideas and methods. Intelligence beyond comprehension, for they not praised but questioned.
We where not flawed, just a puzzle in the wrong box. We have found our set, the one left aside for being to hard to piece together. Intelligence is called defiance by those who lack the knowledge. Speaking works with out meaning, is praise. We are odd for placing value in words spoken with meaning.
We are what society calls outcasts, but blending in IS a deception to ourselves. the imperfect you gave me the two best so called imperfections.
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