Where Words Are Silenced

Perfection

Our lives are like sheets of glass.

Its thin and hard.

Glass appears to be perferct but as you get closer, theres scratches and marks.

Glass does not survive forever and neither do we.

You can only push a person so far before they break.

Some sheets of glass erode away slowly while others get impacted harshly.

All in one spontaneous blow, shattered to pieces.

Once the glass is broken, it cannot be fixed. I mean you can try, but everyone can try.

Not everything thats broken needs to be fixed

So what does it mean to be perfect?

Well it means having all the required or desirable elements, qualities, or characteristics that are as good as they can possible be.

But who has that?

I always question myself and get angry with myself cause everyone is in a competition to see who can be better than others.

Your hair is too long or its too short, your skin is too dark or its too light, your too fat, your ugly, your nose is too small, your boring, you don't belong here.

These are all insults to make you feel better about your self.

People do not choose to be disabled or have 3 fingers or small noses. These are things we are born with.

So why do people want to pass thier insecurities, instead of helping others?

Why do people like to bring others down with them?

We all have 2 arms, 2 legs, 2 eyes, 10 fingers, ect. And if by chance a person does not have those things, it is okay to different. We were made like this for a reason!

So lets make a difference, Instead of insulting people, complement them. I mean think about how much of a better place this world would be if people weren't always picking on each other and there was no bullying, or competition to see how much better someone can be than others.

NO ONE IS PERFECT!!!!!!!!