When the Fog Clears, Can You See?

The ideal of
A face painted to perfection
Every ringlet framing the flawless face
Every movement graceful and full of
Direction
Seductive or decisive
Precise or reluctant
All with a reason behind the meaning
The feeling of wanting to be
Exact.

The reality of
Messy morning makeup
Having a bad hair day five days a week
Dropping a pen a dozen times
And tripping over your own feet during the process
Of retrieval - it's stunning how
I can't stun a damn thing
Still, the discomfort in trying to explain
I'm the furthest from perfect that I have ever been