So there's this girl.

She's gorgeous . ALL the time.
She always says the right thing and never loses track of anything.
She's never broken a nail and never had a split end.
She's never tripped over her own feet.
She never, ever, EVER, messes up.
This girl… She's perfect.
This girl? She is
not me.

I'm a disaster every morning.
I always say the wrong thing and I lose track of my own mind.
I always break my nails and don't have time to check for split ends.
Trip over my own feet? Every day.
I always, always, ALWAYS, mess up.
I'm perfectly imperfect.
THAT'S me.