Perfection
Perfection is what everyone tells me to be
Teacher says flawless is a 4.12 weighted GPA
A resume down to the floor
With charity work you sign up for to help yourself
Help yourself get into college, look good to others
Mother says flawless is making the bed
Standing there without rolling my eyes
While getting nagged for breathing the wrong way
Friends tell me flawless is a long curtain of blonde hair
Clear skin and a boyfriend with sky blue eyes
Boys tell me perfection is a big ass and a small waist
Funny but not funnier than them
Being flawless is loving yourself
The way the sun loves to come out and greet the moon
At the end of a long night
Perfection is too-small ears and an out of key singing voice
Having two left feet and split ends
Telling corny jokes and being too short
Perfection is you and me and everyone in between
Be flawless because you realize your flaws aren’t flaws
Every nuisance makes you, a better you
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