You may say I'm perfection
But I am not in any way perfect
I see imperfections when I look in the mirror
I don't like the way I look sometimes
I knit pick all the things I would change about myself
Bit by bit
Like getting ready for plastic surgery
To transform into someone pretty enough
To walk the runway
To have everyone's eyes glued on me

Everyday it is a struggle
It takes a lot to juggle...