Perfectly Me

Strange, different, unique

Words people use to describe me

But this is far from reality

or at least so I believed

Looking in this mirror and thinking of life

I have begun to realize

I am unique, I am different, I am strange.

And that is perfectly okay.  

There is a beauty in my differences, 

a beauty that no one can take away from me.

I have a shine that people notice, 

not because I "strut my stuff" 

but because I am completely me.

My personality is fun and bubbly

something that I am proud of. 

So label me strange

Label me different

Label me unique.

No matter what you label me,

I will always be

Perfectly Me.

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