Dear God,
I am not perfect.
Please stop Ellen from thinking I am.
It is not fair to her,
and it is not fair to me.
I continuously try to play the role
and continuously come short.
And it's not because I don't try,
it's just that she sees me
as someone I am not,
and it is hard to live up to that image.
So please stop blinding her to the fact
that I am who I am -
flawed.
Should the day come
when she realizes I am not perfect,
please give me the strength to carry on
living.
Amen.
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