My Flaws Make Me Flawless
I don't see the flaws that everyone else sees. Why does everyone pick on me? I get teased for my hair, I get teased for how I eat, I get teased for being me. I don't understand what my world has come to be. My mom says I'm gorgeous, my dad also agrees but everyone at school is always laughing at me. Is it beacuse I'm swagless or am I just not cute, is it because I dont wear fashionable boots. But everytime I wake up, I thank God for how he made me because my flaws make me flawless! Don't you agree?
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