This is me
I woke up with a smile on my face
I woke up ready to face the day
I woke up ready for the bulies
I woke up ready for the harsh words and the crule laughter.
I was ready for the torment
I was ready for them to stare
They all say im not perfect
They say somethings wong with me
There isnt anything wrong with me
I might not be "perfect"
But I'm Flawless
Im strong minded and loved
Im brave and intelligent
I am myself
I refuse to fit into societys ways
I am Flawless the way i am
And I will not change.
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