Imperfect Poem by kristanna williams

I’m no perfect girl, my hair doesn’t always stay in place and I spill things a lot. I’m pretty clumsy at the most and make many mistakes.
Sometimes I have a broken heart and just want to hid in the dark.
My friends and I sometimes fight and maybe things just never go right but when I think about it and take a step back,
that’s when I remember how amazing life truly is in fact
and that’s when I realize that just maybe, just maybe,
I like being imperfect