An hour every morning spent on my make up and my hair
I switch my outfit three times befor I walk out the door
I dont do this for the attention of some flawed attraction, but
I do this for me.
This is not what the concept of beuatiful nor what
Flawless is ment to mean.
I am flawless
Not for the time I spend trying to be beautiful
(Allthough sometimes thats seems to be all society canto see)
I am flawless For what I've done
How fare I've Come
And how far I still want to go.
Like everyone else I've had my demons
Disquised as strangers, friends, family, or in my mirror
Try to Push me down, Bring me down, Take me down.
But here I stand