• charliequinn 45w

    Imperfect Perfection

    My body isnt perfect,
    But what is perfect?
    What's ideal?

    Struggling to escape this prison,
    Trying to remain unseen,
    I don't want to go on living
    In a world that is so mean

    I know I'm not what you want to see,
    So I hate myself too,
    Why aren't I permitted to be me?
    Why am I changing for you?

    I'm scared to eat, scared to walk,
    Afraid to smile, even scared to talk.
    I live in fear of that one single word,
    And of all the monsters in this world.