Perfect Poem by Alicia Meyers

No one is perfect,
We all are the same,
But different,
In a different way.
You see her blonde hair,
In her rich clothes,
You see her fancy car,
And big house.
You see him on the streets,
Begging for money,
With no life,
And nothing.
They are different from each other,
But inside they are the same,
No mattter how different they look,
We all are the same in every way.
You see her taking these drugs,
Making her die,
Very slowly,
And painfully.
You see him very healthy,
Running five miles a day,
He works out,
Only takes medicin if he's sick.
No one is perfect,
But we may think differently,
But we are the same,
No matter if we have different personalities.