please
stop screaming
false
perfections
in her ear.
she's only a
child,
she shouldn't
be worried about what
she looks
like.
she should be worried
about
tracking
mud in the house.
yet
her mind is consumed
with
the thought
of becoming perfect.
skinny.
pretty.
kind.
popular.
everything she is not.
in her head,
she needs to be that
and
more to be loved.
she needs
to be perfect
before
she can ever love
or be loved.
can't she just
be left
alone when she eats?
can't she smile at her
reflection?
instead of
scowling at her
imperfections.
can she?
she wishes
she
could,
but she can't stop
hating herself.
she can't stop
destroying
herself
until every little
bit of
her real
self
is gone.
because she needs to
be perfect.
or at least
that's what she's led
to
believe.
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Fragile Smiles -- Completed
Poetrysometimes i wonder if i was gone would i be missed. - This book just contains random poems of which I hope touch some of the many broken hearts out there - - completed - Achievements: Poetry #269
