Woman trimming with a pair of scissors.

Perfection is My Enemy

I want to be perfect

But it's out of my reach

My effort is hopeless

Energy is sucked like a leech

I want the perfect body

Hip clothes, and hairstyle

Clean house, obedient kids

And white teeth when I smile

But my life is messy

And no matter how I try

I make big mistakes

That forever make me cry

I yell at my kids

And let my husband down

My past is littered with baggage

I can't seem to get around

I want to be perfect -

Perfect mother, friend, and wife

But the only one who sees me flawless

Is Jesus - God of Life

~ Jaime Kubik ~
Copyright © 2010
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[ By: Jaime Kubik Copyright © 2010 ( jkubik1976@yahoo.com ) -- submitted by: Jaime Kubik ]

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