Im not a perfect girl.
My hair doesnt always stay in place & i spill things a lot.
Im pretty clumsy & sometimes i have a broken heart.
My friends and I sometimes fight & maybe somedays nothing goes right.
But when I think about it & take a step back
I remember how amazing life truely is & that maybe.
Just maybe.
I like being unperfect...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem