Perfection

I'm sorry I'm not perfect.
I hope you know I try...
I do my best, I don't give up.
Yet you find the crack, you poke, you pry
Then I feel like a failure.
I cry.

I used to think crying was for the weak,
a sign that I was too soft.
But I've learned that lately I've been too strong,
and I'm tired of this...it's been too long.

I don't try to pretend
I do my best to avoid a lie.
I sometimes say things just to avoid a fight,
because there are times I just want to hide.

I've never claimed I'm perfect.
I won't hide my mistakes.
I admit I'm wrong, I apologize.
But at least I try...
Perfection isn't attainable, but at least I try.
At least I try.