she say... [he say, she say, i say ... p.i]

she said "she was..."
different
but naturally viewed as one in the same
they said she was perfect

til they find out that she was just another dame

though she held no shame

the flaws she claimed
inflict her insecurities and motivate her dejection
so sadly she turns to writing

to submit her confession
she was not
the ideal madam, or a ditzy lame

not tight jeans; or sincerely plain jane
the only thing she was guilty of is trying to be all she can be

she makes mistakes

but in the end, she remains…

dissatisfied with her falters

because she recognizes the best

accepts the faults

but never forgets

moves cool with the breeze

and never lets

up…

and with that, she had no need to let down

‘cause she was

different…