My body isn’t perfect.
I don’t walk with confidence.
I get into fights with my parents and friends.
Sometimes I rather be by myself.
I cry over the smallest things sometimes.
There are days that I get through with forced smiles and fake laughs.
Sometimes I try to convince myself that things are okay when they’re not.
I’m not ugly but i’m not beautiful.
I don’t look as good in real life as I do in photos.
There are some nights that I cry myself to sleep.
I constantly think i’m not good enough.
I’m imperfect, but i’m perfectly me.
