I wanted a good title and I failed

I'm nothing compared to what I want to be.

I'm imperfect.

My hair doesn't always fall exactly into place.

My eyeliner tends to be smudge off.

I don't thing I'm ugly.

But I'm not close to be beautiful.

I'm not deeply to be depressed.

But sometimes I just can't find the bright side.

I'm tired of the days where the sun is bright expecting me to shine the like it.

I have expectations of myself