You stare at the picture forever
You can't find a single flaw
As you search
Person after person
Until you hit the mirror image
Of yourself
You seem to bring the whole picture
Down
You are confused
Why would you make the whole picture go wrong?
Is because you don't look like any of them?
Is because of the discomfort you are feeling in this picture?
You try to get someone elses opinon
The say, 'It's picture perfect! '
But you see the confusion
And pain
In their face
You cna't quite place it yourself
Nor can anyone else
But it's somehow
Picture perfect
And fear is how you fall
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem