Perfect.
A word without a concrete meaning
To each his own, and no two people are the same.
Perfection.
Something everyone tries to be,
but what exactly are they trying to achieve?
Blone hair blue eyes?
tall and lean with a gap between their thighs?
clear skin and a 6 pack?
cheerleader girlfriend and star quarterback?
Perfect.
What it is to you, is different than someone else.
What you see as a flaw is a diamond in someones eye.
So why do we constantly try
to achieve a label that has no meaning?
YOU ARE READING
Random Poetry
PoetryMiscelaneous collection of some of my work. most of this is meant to be spoken out in spoken word so the format is much like a story, ut please excuse it. Please leave feedback, I would love to hear anything you guys have to say bad or good!
