Don't call me "little miss perfect"It makes me afraid.

Because I know the inner recesses of my mind

And I know my past mistakes and future struggles

And perfect does not describe them.

If you really knew what I struggle with,

If you had been there in my dark days,

If I could show you my sin...

Well, I just wouldn't want to.

Please, don't put me on that ivory pedestal

I have been up there before,

Fallen hard, And never want to go back.

Standing upright with all your expectation

is just

too

tiring

For I have known hardship, pain,

and FAILURE...especially failure.

My life has not been conflict free.

The success you claim to see

Is born out of failing.

The joy that you see

Is an intentional response to fear.

My confidence is born out of insecurity.

So you see,I am not "little miss perfect"

-Nor will I ever be.

But, I am in the process

Of being perfected...