Young Writers Society

What is beauty
What is perfection
For no two souls can agree
For what is perfect for you and me
I am flawless while being flawed
I am the face that's in my mirror
I am amused she thinks she's me
And, I am right when I am wrong
I speak with out using words
I am the game that can not be played
I am imperfection at its best
I am caged up in numerous lies
I am surrounded by smart fouls
And, I am clueless when I am not
I love while I hate, and in reverse
What Is perfection
Who can define
For what is truly perfect for you and I
But I am here to say that only you ,
can truly define for what is perfect to your eye