Imperfect

I'm not a perfect girl,
My hair doesn't always stay in place,
I spill things a lot.
I'm pretty clumsy,
And I have a broken heart.
My friends and I sometimes fight,
And most days nothing goes right,
But when I think about it,
And take a step back,
I remember how truly amazing life can be,
And maybe, just maybe,
I like being imperfect.