The world to us is all sublunary.

We are all ever changing and imperfect.

We hide behind that mask so no one sees us.

Because we are all ever changing and imperfect.

But I?

I am pretty, I am smart, and I am perfect.

I am pretty to those who see beyond my flaws.

I am smart to those who look passed my grades.

I am perfect to those who know how perfect imperfect truly is.