Perfect

by Kellyann   Sep 21, 2006


I Stand Alone...
In A Circle With Strangers
I Look At The Strangers From My Left
Thinking To Myself...
Perfect...
Perfect...
Perfect...
Perfect...
Perfect...
Smart Happy & Bright Smiles
To The Very Last Stranger To My Right
I Look Down To My Feet.
My Turn..
Weak Dieing & Countless Tears

Not Perfect!

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments