I am imperfectly me
I wonder what I will become
I hear music replaying in my head
I see the colors of lyrics
I want to be seen
I am imperfectly me

I pretend I am on Broadway
I feel harsh feelings
I touch my heart
I worry about how people see me
I cry for the ones I have lost
I am imperfectly me
I understand that not everyone’s perfect
I say everyone has a little bad and a little good
I dream that I can help others
I try to be the best I can be
I hope that people know that I’m not perfect
I am imperfectly me