Hmm!
The storm was pulling me
Pulling me back
It felt there was something
Pressing my neck
And I was about to give up on everything
Then I got tired to compare myself
I am who I am and not someone else
My imperfections helped me to be perfect
Like this
I don't intend to be perfect
I won't let this system drag me down again
'Cause I am proud of who I am
And as I am, my history
I know nobody is perfect
It's called self-acceptance
'Cause I love my choices, my body
My personality and all that applies to me
I had to pretend, I had to fake
Had to put many filters on my face
To hide in photoshop
The one I am for real
Don�t misunderstand me
Please, let me be clear
I'm not against it, but just let me hear
When you're not using these tricks
Tell me: How do you feel?
I don't intend to be perfect
I won't let this system drag me down again
'Cause I am proud of who I am
And as I am, my history
I know nobody is perfect
It's called self-acceptance
'Cause I love my choices, my body
My personality and all that applies to me
You're perfect as you are
You're perfect as you are
You're perfect as you are
Imperfect, your perfect to me
You're perfect as you are
You're perfect as you are
You're perfect as you are
Imperfect, your perfect to me
I don't intend to be perfect
I won't let this system drag me down again
'Cause I am proud of who I am
And as I am, my history
I know nobody is perfect
It's called self-acceptance
'Cause I love my choices, my body
My personality and all that applies to me
'Cause I love my color, my gender
My sexuality and all that applies to me
'Cause I love my life, my origin
My nationality and all that applies to me
'Cause I love my choices, my body
My personality and all that applies to me
Imperfect, you�re perfect to me
You�re perfect as you are
