Things (un)Known

There are many things I do not know.

 

I do not know how to be perfect.

I do not know how to live up to the expectations of others.

I do not know how to tear away these scars that wrap me head to toe.

I do not know how to be other than I am.

 

 

There are few things I do know.

 

I do know that some love me as I am.

I do know that my flaws are forgiven.

I do know that, somehow, God has made these patchwork scars into art.

 

 

And I do know that, at the end of the day,

I’d rather sing for the joy of the song

Than for the praise of the critic.

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