To count on both hands
how many flaws I have,
but to see it adds up to more than 6,
you must be mistaken.
Then I realize,
it is not my flaws that are counted,
no it is the flaws that society,
claims I must have.
Too fat, too short, too pale and too ugly,
is what i hear,
it is what many hear,
but i have opened my eyes as society keeps theirs closed.
My only flaw was believing that I had any,
I am beautiful the way i am,
you are beautiful the way you are,
We are flawless,
I am flawless.