Imperfection

Imperfection is my name

But I always try to hide it.

Its tattooed on my forehead

But I always try

To buy the best

Concealer.

Sometimes I even forget

That imperfection 

is my name.

I can fool you well,

I can even 

Fool myself.

But as the day goes on 

The mundane,

The daily activities

Lull me into forgetting 

My concealer.

The sweat and the grime

Smear my 

Unfaithful veil

And remind me 

And everyone else that

Imperfection is my name.