Some expect me to be PERFECT, but I’m not. For nobody is, I have my mistakes, weaknesses and fears but I’m so contented for whatever life I have NOW. And it doesn’t matter where I came from, my title or family name. It’s always my dignity as a person that counts. You may see me as a stone, not a gem and I don’t give a damn. I know who I am, how I care for people I love. What I think and what I feel. ME, MYSELF and I, not PERFECT but just the way I want it.