My body isn't perfect, i don't walk with confidence, i get into fights with my parents and friends. At times i can't even tolerate the people whom i love so much. Some nights i'd rather be by myself than staying out doing nothing. I will cry over the smallest things, always. There are days that i get through with forced smiles and fake laughs. Sometimes i try to convince myself that things are okay when they're not. Even for the fact i can't control my tears. I'm not ugly but i'm not beautiful. I don't look as good in real life as i do in pictures. There are some nights that i cry myself to sleep. Especially when i think about life, when i miss people, when people left me not for a while but forever. I constantly think i'm not good enough. I'm imperfect, but i'm perfectly me.