Enter The Poet - Electing Good Purpose

Perfect

i can only be who i am, and nothing more,
i cannot see the future, nor what is in store.
i cannot always say what you want to hear,
i cannot always explain my inner fear.

i cannot help, that what i do, might have been done before,
i cannot always be engaging, some days i might be a bore.
i do not always make mistakes, occasionally i can be right,
But i will always love you, and desire to hold you tight.

Love me, for who i am, for that's all i will ever be,
If my heart is evil, no matter what i gain, only evil will you see.
i yet hold many fears for being loved for what i will one day own,
And the person that i am inside will still be unliked and unknown.

It's true that i am not the only one who feels this way, most of us do,
i can only promise to do my very best, and to always stay true.
Our looks fade away, and money comes and will soon depart,
What i have in my pocket does not reflect what's in my heart.

And when i one day succeed, will you be there, can you accept me yet?
Can you Love me for who i am; am i good enough, for i am not.......Perfect!

al brown