Different Is Perfect
A word full of hapiness and sorrow,
Everyone has gotten abused by it it,
Everyone has been confused it,
But everyone is still determined to be Perfect.
A 3.9 GPA
it was almost Perfect,
You dated the backup quarterback
it would have been Perfect,
You have two houses,
it could have been Perfect,
But you are different.
A boy in your AP biology class tells you you're Perfect
A comment on your instagram tells you you're Perfect
But how could you be Perfect with a learning dissabiity?
To me
Perfect is scars on your hands from being stupid in the kitchen
chipped nail polish on finals week
and a detention for talking to a new friend in Government
Everyone is different
And everyone is 100% Perfect.
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