All you can do is be honest
And hope that at the end of the day
They recognize you aren’t
And that you being unperfect and honest
Is a virtue
And find something in you still worth fighting for.
If all that fails.
If they still walk away.
Then at least you have your honesty.
At least you didn’t force them to see something that wasn’t there.
Pretend to be something your not.
Because that’s all we really want isn’t it?
Someone to love us for who we are.
In-spite of our imperfections