I have my secrets.
I have my dreams.
I have my wishes and my memories.
I can be random and silly.
I can be forgetful and clumsy.
I get jealous.
I get scared.
I lie.
Make mistakes.
Do things without thinking sometimes.
Fret over how I look.
I'm just a girl.
I'm not perfect.
Nobody is.
Because like 'normal'...'perfect' does not exist.
