Flawless
I am flawless because I choose to accept that I have no flaws.
I have been created, broken, molded, and recreated to become the person I am today.
I have acne marks littering my body along with stretch marks. I swear with my hearts content and I know nothing of "inside voices" as I tell the world my secrets. I cower when the people slander me but bite back when the world throws its adversities.
I am full of flaws but I have accepted it. Therefore, I am flawless.