You say

              You say I am perfect

                                just the way I am

   I have no balance 

and fall on my head

         my webbed toes, 

       make me hook on the bed

                          I look cross-eyed at the world

and sleep in plastic bags when its cold

I so hate to cuddle,

still you think I'm your supermodel!

This is how we sometimes feel in life

               all messed up, with nothing to give 

                   but

God loves us with an unconditional love.