You notice my flaws, but have notice the pain the started it all?
Have you ever seen me struggle?
Have you ever seen me cry?
No?... Well that's a lie.
Everyday when I awake I thank god that it's a new day.
That I got past the last one with my grace.
Because everyday I begin to think.
I think of the world that I will live in one day.
And every morning I look in the mirror and see my scars.
I see the pain and honestly it makes life hard.
Because I don't only have scars from the past.
Yet I will have ones in the future.
Obstacles that have mastered my ever being.
I have witnessed things that have  shattered my ever so pure seeing.
But it's okay that I have my flaws,
I am thankful that I have my scars.
Because with out my flaws, with out my scars, with out the pain that started it all I wouldn't be me and quite frankly I am as happy as can be.
Because I've been through things and seen thing.
I will be able to do things and achieve things.
So yes, call me Ms. Flawed and I will wear it thankful and proud, because since I'm flawed I'm beautiful in a way that is untouchable and indescribable.
So no, you may not call me flawed.
Because when you call me flawed I will snap my fingers, flip my hair because I'm not flawed I'm Ms. Flawed and I will wear that title like a crown because I'm a queen.
I will shout from the roof tops with glee you may even hear me scream, "Ms. Flawed. That's me!"