Just Some Poetry

Perfect- Maia Mayor

Is there something wrong with you
A loose screw or two that ruined your ability to function
Why are you always so tired
Your life is uninspired and small
All you do is sprawl on the couch with outstretched limbs like a sloth in slow motion
Where is your devotion to succeed, Maia
Did it drift out your window with the smoke form your weed
Do I have to force fees you discipline until you finally concede
I cook and I clean and I don't stop until the the soles of my feet bleed
But, I'm fine, I'm perfect
Be perfect, Maia, be perfect like me
Stop wearing those god awful ripped pants and that lipstick like a whore with double D implants
You only get one chance
Stop acting like a cat with nun lives left
Stop committing yourself to songs, and stories, and spoken slam bullshit
In a world where degrees and PHDs impede the need for poetry
An stop chewing on your nails
No wonder you've never attracted any males
Why do you do that?
Do you like the taste?
Are they sweet?
You can't eat sweets, Maia.
You're ruining your teeth like your ruining your life
My teeth are perfect.
Clean and pristine, they gleam like the golden halo above my perfectly conditioned head
I don't need sugar, Maia,
I am above sugar.
Why are you down here, Maia?
What are you down here, when you need to be up here?
Up here with the ones who have a promising career
Who listen when information goes in one ear and doesn't come out the other
You act as if the act of listening is a crime
Or you would have heard me the 666th time
I told you to stop chewing on your nails
Stop chewing on your nails like a goddamn piece of trash
You can't be trash, Maia
You have to be perfect.
Be perfect, like me.
I get up at five in the morning everyday
I start my day the same way worried that I'll collapse
As my bones start to decay from cleaning up your scraps
Why is your room such a mess
The clothes go in the hamper, Maia,
Not displayed on your bed like your lack of morals,
Not littered on the floor collecting more dust than my withered expectations
You disregard my rules with stubborn contempt
In a substandard attempt at teenage rebellion
But, you can't be a rebel, Maia,
You're not interesting enough.
You need to obey
And say yes and okay
You need to do it with a smile
On your less than average face
You need to try harder, Maia.
Make it wider, Maia.
Why don't you know how to smile?
I'm disappointed in you, Maia.
You never appreciate what I do for you
You never tried to be a winner
And you never eat your dinner
You never eat the dinner I consistently provide for you as I constantly remind you of the life I set aside for you
The meal doesn't pay for itself,
I don't care if it's ideal
Stop telling me how you feel
You need to eat it,
Eat it all,
Eat it at a reasonable time with a glass of milk.
You need milk, Maia.
You need a calcium.
Like you need a catalyst for growth.
You'll never grow to be tall
Be tall like me.
I drink my milk, Maia 
Drink your fucking milk.
Be tall.
Be perfect.
Be perfect, Maia.
Be perfect like me.
You need to pay more attention, Maia.
Stop daydreaming, Maria.
Stop staring at the ceiling as if you one redeeming quality lies hidden in the plaster.
You need to organize your life,
Your life is a disaster.
Just like your room,
Just like your teeth,
Just like your future which will soon come to an end if you don't put down that pen.
You need to stop writing, Maia.
Your life is not a book.
Don't give me that look.
I'm just trying to help you.
I'm just trying to love you.
I'm just trying to love you,
You have to let me love you so that you can be perfect.
Be perfect like me.