"When you look at me, it's like you don't even think I'm broken at all. And I love you for that."
So I'm sorry I'm not perfect Not what you expected, quite, But you know it's not my fault. You made me this way, made me imperfect And you won't let me remake myself Into perfection.
Don't look at me like that. Don't say "what are you?" like I'm some monster. I'm just me, after all, and if that's not what people usually are it still doesn't make a difference.
I'm just trying to live my life. It's hard enough without your judgment.