i don’t walk with confidence.
i get into fights with my parents and friends.
some nights i’d rather be by myself than out partying.
i cry over the smallest things sometimes.
there are days that i get through with fake smiles and forced laughs.
sometimes, i try to convince myself that things are okay when they’re not.
i’m not ugly, but i’m not beautiful.
i don’t look as good in real life as i do in pictures.
there are some nights that i cry myself to sleep.
i constantly think i’m not good enough.

i’m imperfect. but i’m perfectly me !