i Never Said i Was Perfect

i never said i was perfect

You just assumed i thought

i was.

There is an empty bubble

Inside,

Right in the middle of the filled-up-part.

You thought i was overflowing with love

But there is that empty bubble…

A nearly perfect imperfection

Ready to pop or to burst.

i never said i was the best

You just assumed that i thought that i was.

i cannot rub that thought

From the reflection in your eyes

You must do that yourself--

from the inside...

Please don’t look at me with that tone-of-face.

There are thousands of ideas

Swimming through

Streams of conscious

Into the depths

in my head,

That i have never ever said---

None of which are of me

being perfect

or the best.