I woke up like this.

Natural.

No makeup.

I worked for this.

Curls.

Products and oil.

I threw this on.

Clothes.

Skinny jeans and a hoodie.

I took time on this.

Homework.

Not the night before, but days in advance.

I woke up like this.

Sarcastic.

With lots to say and no way of saying it.

I worked for this.

Confidence.

What little there is and what soon there will be a lot of.

I wish to be someone else all the time,

But why?

Maybe all that I'm not is all I need to not be.

Maybe all that I am is all I need to be.

Strong with my weaknesses.

Flawless in my flaws.

I like the sound of that...

FLAWLESS