Im not the perfect girl

Im not the perfect girl.
Just one look at my life and you'll see.
Im not the perfect girl.
So why does he like me?

Im maybe a little overweight.
-Im not one of those girls
that are rabbits; eating salads and drinking water.

So what if I slouch a little bit?
-Im not a princess with a straight back

Im not as smart as the other girl
-I mostly fail all my tests
-But yet I stay up hours after school, trying my best

Im not the perfect girl with a new wardrobe ever week
-People memorize my outfits and sometimes I wear them twice a week

I play too much Halo 3
-yet I suck at it

Im not the girl who takes chances
-until I have to beg myself to do it

I have a variety of music
-I cant handle a one-type genre thing

Facebook is my procrastination place
-Even when there's a house to be cleaned

Maybe my vocabulary is spoken too well
-Maybe I matriculate too much as the other girl

Im maybe blonde at many times
-Its my excuse for everything-dont ask me why

I cant chew gum silently to save my life
-I cant chew in class or I'll get caught for my first time

I dont rebel against my parents
-Yet I shut up and do what Im told, even when I want to yell

I'll hate you, then love you the next day
-Im that kind of way

I read too many books
-It seems like I've read everything in the library

I fall too hard for looks
-Boys, Boys, Boys

I trust my horoscope widely
-I feel like it knows me

Friends and family are sometimes nasty
-But I'll never tell them to stop

Im in love with soccer
-I just hate practice

I want fresh air, but dont wanna leave the house
-Snowmobiling, four-wheeling, are my favorite

I wear mismatching, colorful socks
-My homeroom has called me 'sock-girl'

I act like a 5 year old
-but then I get serious when I dont want trouble

I cant get a good nights sleep
-unless Im thinking about you
-but then I wake up, and it seemed all too real

Why does he like me?
Im not a perfect girl.
Im maybe sometimes funny.
Maybe Im fun to hang around with.
and when I try hard enough, I'll look my best.

It was both of their faults.

One made half of me want to love him.
The other made me feel insecure in my own skin; I dont know how to trust.

I'll have to regain my knowledge through some simple rules:

Rule #1: Dont sell out for just a pretty face
Rule #2: Nerves are good. They mean you care.
Rule #3: Cross your fingers, even though it doesnt always work
Rule #4: The past is irreversible. Whats done is done.
Rule #5: Life is like a wall in your way: You can yell and scream, but you're not going anywhere