She was a misfit
She craved to be the perfect fit
She believed she had flaws
She never broke the society’s laws
She never broke the bully’s jaw
She never had the cats claws
She was flexible like a straw
Her heart was so raw
Until one day she broke every law
She broke the bully’s jaw
Now she had the cat’s claws
She was the attention draw
She was such a flaw
She was still a misfit
But she didn’t crave to be the perfect fit
She believed she defined her flaws
She was her own imperfect hit
She was proud to be the misfit
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