I did not wake up

I did not wake up flawless,

or even just stumble upon it.

I had to struggle through thick and thin.

Push away temptations

and work though the pain.

I had to fight the urge each and every day,

the urge to hurt myself.

I was not flawless for a long while.

I had to tell myself to get out of bed,

to go out into the world,

to smile,

but I did it.

Stretched thin and on the verge, 

I fought it,

Until one day I woke up 

and saw myself in a different light.

A new look,

a better smile,

I had made it through.

In my eyes I was flawless.

Because it doesn't matter if others see flaws,

they are not there.

It does not matter if you look the same to them,

you are better.

I am flawless because the only opinion I need

is my own.

And to me,

I am flawless.

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