alysha renee'

Perfection

hot tears spill down the young girl's cheek
never has she felt so much pain
so she cries; though she knows the wasted energy is in vain
her salty tears cleanse her recent cuts,
she still wakes up every morning; determined,
because each new scrape means 'not good enough, try again'
she strives for perfection
-but i feel it'll be the death of her.

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 31, 2009

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  • Joseph Poewhit (3/31/2009 6:36:00 PM)

    PERFECTION, is a state of GODLINESS.

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  • Tai Chi Italy (3/31/2009 6:30:00 PM)

    good poem, demonstrating that perfection is impossible and best to just be you, at your best, that means taking good care of yourself. Tai

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