Perfect, but not really

by raven rose   Sep 22, 2005


Perfect that, Perfect this
Perfect smile with a kiss.
Perfect hair, Perfect clothes
Watch Perfection as it grows

In my lies I'll soon be caught
All of this is what I'm not
Not that you all give a damn
But this is who i really am...

Perfect fist, Perfect punch
Perfect's throwing up her lunch
Perfect bruise, Perfect scar
My perfect knife has gone to far
Perfect blood, palest skin
Dying outside, Dead within
Weakest body that has bled
Pefect screaming in my head.

I hide inside my perfect pain
with perfect red drops that fall like rain
I'm not screwed up like they all say..
Im just perfect in my own way.

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  • 19 years ago

    by josh mills

    Nice job i thought it was good hope i get to read more