So you feel you're imperfect and not like the rest?
Something inside you won't heed your request ?
You're wanting to function with wholeness and grace
But your mind keeps on struggling; you're all over the place
Others may seem luckier and never have to fuss
But you keep on struggling: finding it so hard to trust
You're measuring your greatness by other's success?
You mustn't keep doing this: let's give it a rest...
The weaknesses you're seeing aren't bad as they seem
All of us are imperfect: you know what I mean?
You're struggling; you're broken; you're feeling so low:
Disability's a challenge; but nothing more: don't you know..?