PerfectionistsA Poem by SimplyDisastrousThe perfect is forever in the imperfect.Its funny how people like me want everything to be perfect, when the perfect things are hidden in the imperfect but we don't want to believe it because we are perfectionists and this and that absolutely needs to be perfect or this and that will happen and no, hell no, other people's answers are never good enough and, hell yeah, other people aren't doing it right; its like this and that's final and, no, absolutely not, I am not overreacting. Sometimes I stay up at night trying to think of what that perfect answer might be where it might be, but it occurs to me that that I might never find it and I think, no, that's unacceptable I need to find it Its horrible because I can't get it; That perfect answer to my questions It's horrible because no one knows. and I'm afraid I'll never find anyone who does. © 2010 SimplyDisastrousReviews
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3 Reviews Added on June 17, 2010 Last Updated on June 27, 2010 Tags: perfect, perfectionist, me AuthorSimplyDisastrousHartford, CTAboutHey. I used to be on here alot when I was 15. Now, not so much. I'm 18 now and I'm not nearly as depressing as I used to be, but still depressing enough. Message me and feel free to read my old poems... more..Writing
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