5foot2 Flawless

Not perfect. Not by any means.

Just walking with a purpose to fulfill my dreams.

I stride with these small steps. Pride in every breath.

Standing tall at 5foot2. I dare you to ask the question...

"who are you?"

I am not an idol. I am simply me.

I am no hero. But flawless is all I see.

The world changes perspectives. Every day and night.

But what you hold inside, never let it go, hold onto it tight.

Flawless in the way that I am not afraid to cry. Not afraid to fall down.

Just knowing that I tried.


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