I am... Imperfectly Perfect
I am...
Imperfectly Perfect
I have flaws and defects
I am the number one reject
But I am happy
Because I see
The beauty
Within me
It took many years
With amundent tears
But evientually I realized
Where my self worth truly lies
I had this Epiphany
That to be happy
I had to not please everybody
But me
I have to put myself first
For better or for worse
Because at the end of the day
It is only I who has a say
In my destiney
Who I get to be
I am Imperfectly Perfect
Because I accept
My flaws and my defects
And I embrace
The fact that I am a reject
Because I can look at my reflection
and see that it is my imperfection
That makes me perfect
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