No, I did not just wake up like this,

I was created and I was born like this. 

I'm perfectly imperfect.

Not caring what the others do,

Its up to me, all that I do,

But I always tend to keep in mind,

I'm perfectly imperfect.

No, I do not fit into size 3 jeans,

Nor is my cup a 30D,

I'm not big and I'm not small,

I'm perfectly imperfect.

I am aware of all my physical flaws,

I tear down the wall to flaunt my flaws,

Because I always tend to keep in mind,

I'm perfectly imperfect. 

I realize that I don't have to hide,

That others' opinions are nothing but lies,

I'm perfectly imperfect.

My head is strong,

I accept when I am wrong,

I'm perfectly imperfect.

12 years of school well spent, 

I am in my class's top ten percent, 

I'm perfectly imperfect.

My social circle is small,

But I know I am loved by ALL,

I'm perfectly imperfect.

I accept the things that are wrong with me,

And live my life quite HAPPILY, knowing

I'm perfectly imperfect.

In a world where image is everything, 

I know what counts is what the eyes don't see,

I posess the secret to to ruling the world, for I know

I'm perfectly imperfect.