Some expect me to be “perfect” but I am not
For nobody is..
I have my mistakes, weaknesses and fears
But I’m so contented for whatever life I have
now
And it doesn’t matter where I came from
My title or my family name
It’s always my dignity as a person that counts
Others may see me as a STONE
Not a gem
But I don’t give a damn
I know who I am
How I care for people I love
What I think and what I feel
Me, myself and I
Not perfect but just the way I WANT IT…