I was never perfect,
Always had my hair in a ponytail,
Always shouting at the people who love me,
I could never be perfect.
I'd always look at girls in movies,
Wondering how their hair is so blonde,
How their bodies are so perfect,
I would never be perfect.
I wanted to look just like them,
To be perfect like them.
I just wanted to be perfect.
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