Imperfect

Look in the mirror.
What do you see?

A girl.

Too skinny,
Too fat,
Too this,
Too that. 

Imperfect is perfect.

Those scars,
Tiger striped thighs,
Bruises on your knees,
All proof that you've lived.

You are living.

Each day,
You wake up.
Laugh,
Love.

You are beautiful.

Your voice,
Your art,
Your hobby,
Your choice.

They make you.