I am called perfect.

I am not perfect in anyway. I am weird, insecure, sarcastic, awkward, clumsy, careless, insincere, unusual, idiotic, realistic, fake, and pessimistic. I am me. I'll never be perfect, but it seems that some people cannot believe that. I am not perfect because I am human. I can never hope to become perfect. I can only pray that I don't screw up too badly. 

I'm not perfect because I am me.