So what, my hair frizzes every day?
So what, my teeth don’t sparkle white?
So what, my face has acne scars?
So what? I ask to those around,
Who laugh and snide
at how I sound.
I may not be perfect in every way
but I know what I am
and it’s flawless in my own awkward, quirky way
And that is how I’m going to stay.
So what, if I don’t conform to the growing social norm.
Because all in all, when it’s all done;
Who really was the flawless one?