Mary Jesusa Villegas


Perfect - Poem by Mary Jesusa Villegas

Or maybe I just want it

to be perfect

I want me to be perfect

I want you to be perfect

Maybe I will always be

like this

always weak

until I realized

that I need someone to be strong

until I realize

that I can't do it alone

until I realize that I was

perfect,

when you came along

but it's too late

because

I let you go.

I just want it

to be perfect.

I want to be,

Perfect.

Therefore, I can't

Love.

You know I just want to

rest on your shoulder and cry

on your chest. I'm tired of myself,

always wanting to be perfect.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 15, 2012



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