Perfection
Perfection is subjective
We all have our own
Sometimes it's made
Sometimes it's grown
Others might agree
Usually they won't
It makes us change
When other things don't
We twist and edit
To a certain ideal
Sometimes it's fake
Sometimes it's real
We all should learn
To be happy as we are
But it won't happen
While words still scar
Copyright © Not Telling | Year Posted 2010
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