Perfection
I make honor roll and play in the orchestra
I take AP classes and do volunteer work
I have abilities and ambitions,
Passion and perseverance
I’m conscientious and compassionate,
Dedicated and determined
I’m polite and poised,
Always respectful
I’m the picture of perfection,
Right?
WRONG
I’m not a fucking Disney princess
I don’t belong up on some pedestal
I make mistakes and say stupid things
I use profanity and refuse to wear makeup
I have issues and insecurities,
flaws and fears
I’m stubborn and sarcastic,
quirky and chaotic
I’m messed up and misunderstood,
And sometimes I just lose it
I’m nowhere near perfect
But hey, that’s me
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