Here lies mismatched thoughts:

How inherently flawed we are but flawed at the basis of it identifies as possessing imperfections and where comes the shrewd idea that that isn't something we should celebrate? Flawed as everything comes by. Flawed as fundamentals of being human. Flawed as anyone can be growing up in a blemished world. Why go about boasting normalcy as superiority when normalcy has no standards to go by. And who declares you normal? All's a fancy masquerade. You make your own mask, paint it like others' and pray like hell no one sees the differences.