Life throws so many things your way.

Love, sorrow, regrets pain.

We all fight to be the best.

Testing theories, putting our intelligence to the test.

We seek approval everywhere.

Whether its school, work, looks, fashion, make up, hair.

There is competition everywhere.

Always that nagging feeling i can be better is there.

We expect so much from ourselves.

For this label of perfect.

But who really is?

What defines you as perfect?

If you cant love yourself then you cant love at all.

Your laugh, your smile, your victories and tears.

But also mistakes that made your confidence quiver and fall.

These all define who we all are.

We are all perfect in our own way.

Because we are who we are.

Look in the mirror smile at who you see.

Always try to be all you can be.

Show love, compassion, strength, and determination.

Always leaving room to grow.

Keep up your confidence let it show.

Embrace your strengths.

That's when you can look at yourself and realize.

So this is perfect. 

Now i know.

Totally open.

No longer anything to hide.

Be yourself with pride.

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