Why are we so afraid to let our hair be frizzy?
Leave our pimples uncovered, risk getting an answer wrong, admit our mistakes?
Why are we so afraid to trip occasionally or snort when we laugh?
Why is it so wrong to cry and not hold everything in?
Why are we so afraid to acknowledge our flaws, to be raw and real?
What’s so wrong about being ok with the things everyone says we shouldn’t be ok with?
What’s so wrong with being human?
Why are we so afraid to just be human?
There’s worse things we could be than human.