A Little More Perfect

What if I was a little thinner? a little less frizzy? maybe a little more frizzy? What if I was a little more charming? more intelligent? more sane? a little less forgiving? no, maybe a little more? What if my boobs were a little bigger? What if I was a little sexier? a little taller? a little shorter? a little more dark? a little more cold? a little more warm? What if my eyes sparkled just a little bit more? What if I used less eye liner? What if? Would it change a thing? Maybe these tears would stop falling, crawling from my eyes like blood clots that stain, maybe my smiles would stop cracking my cheeks? What if I scrubbed my face a little harder? Would the tear stains lift? would the cracks be filled? What if I looked in the mirror one last time? What if there was nothing left to fix?