My eyes, my lips, my nose, and my eyebrows; not too thin, too wide, just the right amount of narrow… For me to be me my looks are a great deal. I am different and lovely, perfect to my own appeal.

From the small mole on my cheek to the low arches on my feet.  My skin not smooth but, at least it has its own design.

From my blemishes to my scars, they are what make me so divine. In a world so cold and filled with what the human mind is grown to know as “perfection”, I stay strong and try to lead others in the right direction. I am, in my own way flawless.

I am perfect to me, in ways that are countless.