So What?


So what, my hair frizzes every day?

So what, my teeth don’t sparkle white?

So what, my face has acne scars?

So what? I ask to those around,

Who laugh and snide

at how I sound.


I may not be perfect in every way

but I know what I am

and it’s flawless in my own awkward, quirky way

And that is how I’m going to stay.


So what, if I don’t conform to the growing social norm.

Because all in all, when it’s all done;

Who really was the flawless one?


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