No make-up, no hills

Just me.

I may not look like other girls,

You may not think that I'm perfect,

And I'm not.

I'm just a human being, who doesn't try to pretend,

I don't hide my imperfections,

I don't try to make my face look plain, or my hair to be straight,

I want the world to know my real me,

With my wavy, tangled hair,

For them to know how short I am,

I'm not perfect,

And that's exactly how I want people to see me like.