I'm human.

Which makes me perfect.

I'm real.

I have emotions.

I have things that I can't stand.

I have things that I love and cherish.

I can be hurt.

I can be broken.

I can be out of me mind insane.

But I'd still be perfect.

You don't get to judge me,

I get to judge me.

And I say

I'm damned perfect.