Wrap Me Up And Call Me Perfect Poem by Daniella Ramirez

I come with no wrapping or pretty pink bows.
I am who I am from my head to my toes.

I tend to get loud when speaking my mind.
Even a little crazy some of the time.

I'm not a size 5 and don't care to be.
You can be you and I can be me.

I try to stay strong when pain knocks me down.
And the times that I cry is when no ones around.

To error is human or so that's what they say.
Well tell me who's perfect anyway.