Imperfect

By Paola S.

I'm not a perfect girl.

My hair doesn't stay in place and I spill things a lot. I'm pretty clumsy and sometimes I have a broken heart. My friends and I sometimes fight and maybe some days nothing goes right.

When I think about people, we really aren't that perfect. Really, nobody is. When I remember this, I just sit down and think how amazing life truly because way deep inside of us, we really aren't what we look like, and maybe just maybe, I like being imperfect.

I like being me.