But why can’t we live for these imperfections that make us this way?
Molly Nash makes a very powerful statement in her excellent offering to our poetry competition. ‘Poetry provides me with an outlet to portray my emotions, my ideologies, and most importantly, my passion for writing’ explains Molly. Thank you Molly for sharing your talents and we are sure your school, Weatherhead, is very proud of you.
Perfection
Perfection; that noun, so abstract and bold,
So demanding, so peaceful, so heartbreakingly cold.
We strive for perfection, crave it in each imperfect day,
But why can’t we live for these imperfections that make us this way?
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Stretch marks, our figure or scars from long ago,
Surely these things make us human and create things to love and know?
Seriously, every one of those ‘imperfections’ you’ve grown accustomed to see,
Are the very things that make you utterly brilliant and beautiful to me.
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Days of perfection are always dull, they hold no hope for fun,
What’s life without a few mistakes? It’s a game finished before it’s begun.
Suppose everything was perfect, we’d end up all the same,
Marching to the same drum beat over and over again.
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Next time you see yourself as imperfect, please don’t worry so much,
Just cast your eyes to our imperfect world and smile, even just a touch.
In yourself, promise me that you’ll never (if for a second) doubt,
Because all these perfect imperfections are what life’s all about.
Molly Nash, Liverpool
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