Some More So Than Others

All of us humans are flawed some more so than others And so few of us are what we do seem Some of us are showy and quite self conceited And others suffer of low self esteem. A perfect person I have not met Though such a one as a living saint I only speak of what I do know of Since I am one not free of taint. I do not like egotistical people Since such in myself I do see I can only say I dislike in them The flaws I know that are in me. For imperfection than yourself look no further Only the most vain one would not realize That he or she are far from perfect That should not come as a surprise. I know that I am a flawed person Some of that may say tell us something new There are many kinder and better than me Though my kind are not of a few.