"I’m A Little Less Than Perfect"-AnnaMarie

Description: I wrote this poem that I wrote on Saturday, September 27, 2008. I wrote it about myself when I was going through a period of depression and self-discovery. It's kind of a way of letting go of my old (sad, over-emotional) self and finding my new self. A happier, more optimistic person. That is the kind of person I am working to become. Anyways, I hope you enjoy it. :)

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I'm a little less than perfect

But I'd like to think I'm there

I'm a little less than perfect

And it's true I'm starting to care

I'm a little less than perfect

That's why I'm trying to share

I'm a little less than perfect

I really wish you wouldn't stare

I'm a little less than perfect

I'm starting to believe I don't belong here

I'm starting to realize what I did wrong here

I'm actually starting to hear

Your screams of insanity

Echoing down the corridor

Is it possible?

But you're not here.

Now that makes more sense

It's my own voice that I hear.

But the screaming is not my own

No it cannot be

The sound coming from that wretched thing could never ever be

But it is

And it is

And always will be

That creature in the corridor is little lonely me

Screaming for some help

And a little humility

It even seems like the poor thing

Has lost her ability to see

She feels along the ground and stumbles as she walks

Her voice is slurred her hair's a mess

And she mumbles when she talks

Her voice is very clear

As she screams this down the hall

"I'm a little less than perfect and my name is..."

It bounces of the wall

And I can hear it now

I gasp for air and catch my breath

I whisper with her mumbled screams

And it is now I see

That the girl I'm looking at

Is none other than

"AnnaMarie"

She laughs and falls to floor and cries

With tears of blood, and swollen eyes

Rocks back and forth then shortly dies.

These mere seconds play often in my head

Of the girl who said she once was me

And now is surely dead.

I whisper her last words repeatedly

And rock slowly on my bed

The pain is too unbearable

And I begin to shake my head

Back and forth in an insane fashion

My body is filled with such an unknown passion

My heart begins to pound and then there it is

Another sound

Metal hitting ground

Dirt flying through midair

I hear my pastor whispering that last familiar prayer

I feel my way around and cannot see a thing

I begin to pray and hope that I am asleep

But then again it's not the worst way to go

Being killed by someone you love and know

I suppose it'd be the best way to go

That is if one had to I suppose

Regrets you ask?

I have but none

Or maybe perhaps just a little one

What is it you ask?

That I shall not say

For I carry it to my grave today

And here it is

Here am I

I suppose today I have surely died

I wonder if anyone even cried

Or tried

To leave me here

In this world of the living

But then again I realize

"I'm a little less than perfect"

And my feelings are unfurled

I close my eyes one last time

And think of happy things

I'll smile as I leave this world

As the bluebird sings.

I'm a little less than perfect

And now you will agree

I'm a little less than perfect

A girl named "AnnaMarie"

Live, Laugh, Love. - [Title’s A Little Corny, I know. But Just Read It Okay?]

Yeah, that pretty much tells the story of my life right there. I believe that as long as you are happy with yourself, and proud of who you are, the opinions of others doesn't really matter. Be who you are. And be happy. Live life to the fullest but live smart. Don't ruin your own chance at being happy for the sake of another. If you're in a situation that's bothering you or hurting your self-esteem, and affecting your health, then you should take yourself out of it. Putting yourself through that will only damage your relationship with yourself and your loved ones. Believe me, it's not worth it. In order to love someone else you should first love yourself. That is the only way to love someone. By being happy and secure with yourself, you'll be able to have a stable relationship with the one(s) you care about. To make yourself happy, you should do something you love. Whether it's writing poetry, or hanging out with your friends. As long as it makes you happy. That's all that matters. Why go through life being a pessimist, when you could simply be an optimist? The world is negative enough as it is. Why look at all the bad things in life, when you can look at all the good things instead? Bad things happen to good people. Pfft, bad things happen to ALL people. But if that's the only thing you focus on, then that's all you'll see in life. You should be grateful for all the nice things you DO have instead of craving what you don't. Be thankful for your loved ones, and all the people who care about you. No matter what happens in life the ones that love you will always be there. Yes, there will always be someone in life who doesn't like you, and they'll more than likely tell you how they feel. But it shouldn't matter. Because if they don't like you for being you, then that's their problem. The best way to deal with people like that is to be as nice as you can to them, or better yet just follow the old saying "Treat others how you would want to be treated yourself.", that's how you should treat ALL people. It's the best-way, I think, to show others how you want to be treated. But the point of the matter remains, in order to make yourself happy you should do what's best for you. Don't be selfish or rude about it, be considerate of other people's feelings, but if you're not happy and you're only staying in a particular situation for someone else then you're not living your life for you. Live your life, be happy, smile. Live, laugh, love, but do it for YOU. And no one else. =]