Thinking Of A Perfectionist Poem by Toine Sheppard

i want to be perfect
but in my eyes im far from it.
im tring to hold on
keep my head above the surface

but its hard when nothing good comes in your mind
that doesnt make you bad.
im sorry i cant be there more for you
im sorry im always sad

youd never comfort me
now that i have it all under control
you come back
but you dont see what i see

im the worst person you can meet
you think i want attention, security
the things i wanted before
the things you cant beat.

now i want to be perfect
i dont need help
im better off on my own
keeping my head above the surface