Am I perfect ?
Far from it
I lie, I cheat, I sin
I am no black
Neither white
Perhaps grey

Am I strong
Far from it
I cry, I hide , I run
I am no Hercules
For I am human
Delicate and soft

Am I a failure
Far from it
I make lemonade
Out of every lemon
Life throws
Times present

May you be blessed


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