My flaws make me flawless.

My freckles, usually covered by makeup, are beautiful.

My natural hair, a genetic mutation, is beautiful.

My curves, or most would say extra weight, are beautiful.

My voice, slightly tacky with a country slur, is beautiful.

My braces, slowly straightening my teeth, are beautiful.

My personality, although sometimes too loud, is beautiful.

The things that make me different- the things usually considered flaws by most people- are the things that make me beautiful. I am flawless because my flaws are beautiful. 

I am beautifully flawed.


Guide that inspired this poem: 


Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.


If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741