Puisi ini butuh judul, bisa bantu kasih yang pas?
Want to speak, but I can't 
 When I talk to my friends 
 The world will shout that I'm differentI don't have a close friendsI never have rights to be 
 Accepted who I amI never have rights to do that 
 Because I know I hate to suffer in an imperfection 
 Because I know 
 An imperfection is a bad thing 
 That cannot be acceptedI'm swimming, weeping 
 In a tube of imperfection I know I'm never be the same I always making mistakes 
 And I hate making mistakes 
 They always over criticizing meI really hate to know 
 That they're higher than meI know that they throw me 
 And said that I'm not an important 
 Because only myself that 
 Know that I'm differentI hate being criticizedI hate making mistakes 
 But I really wanted to be 
 Accepted, but that will never 
 Will never be....

IMPERFECTION