Sophie Bennett Poems

Perfect
Perfect, what does that word even mean?
The word perfect doesn't even seem perfect on its own.
The understanding that I have of perfect is that you have to be something you're not.
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I wonder through the streets, debating in my head if people can even hear my voice. Maybe it's a whisper to them, maybe it's an invalid mumble that doesn't matter.
Maybe they thought I wasn't even there.
You know when you go through your life helping others and sometimes you question if that was even worth it, when never gets returned.
You're left blindly empty.
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Life.
Sometimes it's hard.
When you don't know how to live.
When the whole day is numb and wasted with empty emotions.
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