When someone looked at her they'd said she's picture perfect. She never cussed she always goes to church. She even succeeds in everything she does, but in truth she treats her daughter badly. She calls her fat, and she constantly says I'm better than you. She may be pretty on the outside, but inside she's as ugly as one could be on the inside. Her daughter has now resorted to using a knife. She's a sweetheart, and her mother doesn't see what beautiful gift god gave her. You see if Kelsey were to tell anyone, how her mother really was no one would believe her. They'd say oh you must be crazy, that woman's picture perfect. But the truth of it there's no such thing as picture perfect, because somewhere in the picture theres a piece of broken glass.
* I wrote this poem about my friend Kelsey's mom. So yea this person is actually real.*
