Perfect poreclin skin
Beautiful lips
Hair to your hips
Big eyes
Long legs
Nothing but good days
Standards set so high
She hates herself
And yet loves him
Perfect tan skin
Big lips
Hair reaching for the sky
Brown eyes
6'0 tall
Nothing but hard work and sweat.
Standards set so high
He hates himself
And doesn't know why
Perfect healthy skin
Plump lips
Hair naturally grayless
Wide eyed
Tight legs
Nothing but peacful days
Standards set so high
They hate themselves
And hope they raised their children right.
Perfect pale skin
Cold lips
Hair slowing starting to disappear
Closed eyes
Clean legs
Nothing but past days
While they lay on their deathbeds
They realize
Time was spent too long on hating themselves
And trying to be this perfect picture
Only to fail each time...
Standards were set so high
They started to love their life
And now they are forced to say goodbye.
