You can keep your perfect
You can keep your expectations
You can keep your beautiful.
I wake up every morning loving all I am
I live my life every day doing the best I can
When the day is done, I know I'm my kind of beautiful.
Don't come to me looking for perfect,
I left that behind a long time ago.
Don't expect me to meet your expectations,
I passed those a long time ago
Don't come to me and tell me I'm not beautiful.
Because I am
I am my own kind of beautiful.
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