Imperfect

You don’t fool me
I can see the crack in your armor
There is no point in hiding behind your wall
I can see over it and I’m looking for the door
You have decorated your wall to fool the world
They see the pretty colors, they see what you want them to see
But I want to see all of you
I want the real you
Let me in
The doors ajar, I’m peeking in
I see the darkness, the imperfections, the fear
I embrace it all
For my love is not blind
I see all your flaws and I love the imperfect you