All my life I fought to become
The girl without a flaw
I tossed and turned, awake at night
This is what I saw.
A world of perfect people,
Every one the same.
And as I dreamed I realized
That would be rather...lame.
I coninued to think and as I thought,
Words in my mind appeared,
If everyone is special, no one is
And then, the tears.
I knew I couldn't achieve perfection
(At least not the world's definition of it)
But I knew I had people who saw me as perfect
And that was all I needed.