With my layers on, 

I am who everyone wants me to be.

I am smart, 

I am outgoing,

I am talented.

But if you peel me back,

Layer by layer,

You'll find that

I am not smart,

I make mistakes.

You'll find that 

I prefer to be alone,

in silence by myself.

You'll find that 

I'm clumsy,

I try and I fail

Over and over and over.

I am not perfect,

But I am beautiful.

With or without

my layers on.


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