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.