PerfectA Poem by Mystique
Oh she is so perfect
that's what they say . She never defy rules whatever price to pay. They often wonder why she never question? They then think it as part of her perfection. She don't raise her voice she is so polite. This is what they say they think that's right. She does everything she is asked to do. She always looks happy that must be true. But they fail to see the sadness in her eyes. Sitting in desolation trying to muffle her cries. But how could they tell? She is so PERFECT she hides so well. Putting up a mask is such an art. oh she was trained to play the part.
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Added on December 3, 2016Last Updated on December 3, 2016 Author |