What if I asked you to like me for who I am?
What if I asked you not to criticize my ever move?
Could you handle that?

And yeah I know I'm imperfect
But I'm only human, no one is perfect
You cant make me perfect

I'm just am who I am
And I'm not changing for anyone
Not anyone

Yeah sure maybe I'm not a genius
But I'm not stupid
And maybe I am kinda dorky
But that's who I am

I'm not changing
I embrace my imperfect parts
And if you look close enough at imperfect, in just the right light
You may find something beautiful and perfect in its own way