Messy
By Erin Deborah
My way of living is messy; it’s not picture-perfect.
It seems at odds with my former self,
The obviously controlled mannerisms I still embody
Yet there is now something deliciously chaotic about it.
It’s the way I have cultivated it to be:
My hair doesn’t sit straight,
My room is not always tidy and
I don’t always feel the way I want to.
I’m learning how to embrace the
Mess
Chaos
Beauty
That is in imperfection