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Perfect Imperfections


So I'm not perfect, But neither are you. You might try to doubt that, But it really is true. I have braces and glasses, And frizzy hair. Sometimes I dress oddly, But I like what I wear. I'm not some super genius, I don't always get straight A's. But I'm still quite proud of myself, For trying my best each and every day. I rarely put on makeup, And I'm not considered wealthy. I've never been out tanning, Because I know that it's not healthy. My skin isn't flawless, I still don't have a car. But even if I could drive, It's not like I'd go very far. I'm fine with where I am in life, And the person I've become. So what if I don't fit in here? I'd never change where I come from. So yes, I'm far from perfect, But that word means nothing to me. You should only stick to being, The best that you can be.
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