Perfectly Imperfect
I am FLAWLESSMy imperfections are what make me so perfect..You see these scars do not define me.This pain does not affect me.I am far from a size 2.And yes I have some nappy roots.But I am still FLAWLESS.My beauty runs way deeper than what you may see.With this pen and paper I will draw my life only with words.Giving you the insight to my imperfect perfect lifestyle.I have been hurt, abandoned, and torn into pieces.I have been looked at as if I was a disease and treated all the same.But I am still FLAWLESS.I have acne scars here, there, and everywhere..But I will NOT cover my face to disguise my reality.Oh and let's not forget this natural hair.Although it does not hang down my back I am still FLAWLESS.I hold my head up to the highest point because I am FLAWLESS.Through every up and down that life throws my way I smile because I know I am GORGEOUS.People will talk.People will laugh.People will joke.People will hate me because I am not like them.You see everyone strives to be different but end up being the same.I am so imperfectly perfect that I stand out with no effort.I am my own flaw.I am my own imperfection.I am my own perfect.I embrace this thick waste, this bumpy face, and these nappy roots.Because I am FLAWLESS and refuse to feel otherwise.I am........ perfectly imperfect.
-Kayy
-Kayy
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