Hello! I thought I'd share a poem with y'all that I wrote awhile back. It was inspired by a friend of mine.
Everyone looked at the girl in a perfect blue dress
She looked like perfection would be less
She loved her family and they loved her back
And for making friends she had a knack
She was perfect in every sense
No one ever called her dense.
If you asked her she would say she was fine
In every way she seemed to shine.
But once she breaks away from everyone with a sigh
She goes by herself and has a cry
Because even though she might look perfect
Inside she is really quite wrecked.
She holds a lot of hurt inside
And she has no one in which to confide.
Her heart hurts so much she thinks it will break
When people call her perfect more pain does wake
Because she knows she's just as flawed as the rest
And she's been through just as hard of a test
She try's to tell them all that she is flawed
But they are all still by her awed.
They refused to acknowledge she is not what they think
And know that she is on the brink.
She cry's in her room all alone
All because they refuse to own
That she really is not as perfect as she seems
She is still the perfect girl in their dreams.