Flawless to Me


When I wake I look in the mirror awhile

I see my "imperfect" skin,

And my "mediocre" smile

I see the redness and a new pimple on my chin,

It makes me beautiful in my own type of style.


No matter what is flawless to you

I am flawless to me,

So anytime I'm feeling blue

I just remind myself that I am special, you see;

I am flawless, and so are you.





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Just a little bit about why I am #flawless for the Scholarship! <3

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