A Crooked Kind of Perfect

She seemed different
Perhaps a little crooked
Many would say she changed
That she is just not the same
They believe she starts it all
And forever it is her fault
Like why did she have to be who she was
And not who they want
But I don’t see that
And I know a few who see as me
That a little crooked is ok
That it is fine by all means
Her laugh is too beautiful
Along with that smile
She lights up so many lives
How could those others say lies
She may never believe me
She may never see what I do
But I will never stop telling her
That she is a perfect she
For she may be different
And even a little crooked
But crooked could be wonderful
If only she could see
The magic in her laugh and smile
That a perfect being she is to me