Imperfection

My eyes,
My hair,
My body,
My smile.
All imperfections.
Everything about me is imperfect.
Everything from my:
Attitude
To my body.
My eyes are too light.
My hair is too frizzy.
I hate to smile because my teeth are hideous.
My attitude is very bad.
It makes me mean,
And leads to cutting myself.
My butt is super small.
And my boobs are too big.
Everything about me is
Imperection.
I have given up on being perfect.
It's just not me.
And that's finally ok with me.
I know that nobody's perfect.
I know that everybody's different.
And I know that I'm uniue.
I'm an individual.
I'm different.
Just like everybody else.
It's just one of my MANY
Imperfections.