Perfectly Imperfect!

Appearances are deceitful,

Often betrayed by the eye's pull.

What makes me, 'Me' is not my conduct,

But my yearning heart and mind's construct.

Bypassing criticisms by cynical monarchs,

My optimism then embarked.

Yes, I'm a vermilion flower with a fat stem,

Yes, I'm dark but a glittering gem.

Yes, I'm a loser with hopes too high,

Yes, I'm unworthy with my hidden worth touching skies,

To every misanthrope's lucid words, I replied "Ciao!"

For Yes, I'm perfectly imperfect that's what I have accepted now!!