I Am
I am boy crazy and a perfectionist
I wonder if I look good enough to be in public
I hear about girls with that special guy
I see imperfection in every piece of work I do
I want to have someone to love and someone who will love me
I am boy crazy and a perfectionist
I pretend to have someone by my side
I feel bugged by every line out of place
I touch the mirror looking at my reflection
I worry that I won’t ever be able be ready for a relationship or that I will never grow out of worrying
I cry to my friends as I vent my heart
I am boy crazy and a perfectionist
I understand that people don’t always see this side of me even though it’s there
I say I’m not bothered by my problems, but I am
I dream that I will grow to be someone respected and married without worrying about imperfection
I try to stop my habits of correction but they come back
I hope that I will grow out of these stages
I am boy crazy and a perfectionist