Just Perfect

Just Perfect

A Poem by Not here

I want a perfect body.
I want a spotless soul.
I want an honest laugh,
and I want to be made whole.

I want to really smile,
without holding to a knife.
I would give away it all
to live a perfect life.

Words are really hard to make into a phrase.
I can't capture them and get me through this maze.
And I detest myself everyday in some ways,
especially at church as I sit on Sundays.
All around me,  it seems like I'm getting praise.
But it never lingers in my heart, and it never stays.
In the next moment, I'm wanting them to raise
me up on their shoulders and hold me there for days.
The things that I feel set my world ablaze.
I can't put out the fire  or cut these charades.
'Cause I'll laugh at their jokes, but if you look at my gaze
inside my eyes you'll find a fire  and a hatred haze.

I want a perfect body.
I want a spotless soul.
I want an honest laugh,
and I want to be made whole.

I want to really smile,
without holding to a knife.
I would give away it all
to live a perfect life.

I want spotless skin, with no marks or bruises.
I want exactly what I want, not what he chooses.
'Cause he's inside me, but he still refuses
to give in to my wishes. It's me he abuses.
He's the dead man I'm mentioned, and he walks alone.
He hacks into my head like a bug into a phone.
Over the years he's grown. He's made me his own.
And now when I come home I fall like a stone...

I want spotless skin, and I know that's greed.
But it's true, no matter. And still I bleed.
Yeah, it leaves some marks and it leaves some stains,
but for a moment it releases me from darkened chains.

Give me perfect features, and I'll ruin them instead.
Give me a great appearance, and it'll all get to my head.
Give me a great body, and I know I'll use it wrong.
Give me a perfect body, and I'll pretend it makes me strong.

Give me perfect features, and I'll ruin them instead. Give me one more minute
Give me a great appearance, and it'll all get to my head. and I'll sing you my song.
Give me a great body, and I know I'll use it wrong. Give me one more moment
Give me a perfect body, and I'll pretend it makes me strong. and I'll sing you my song.
I want a perfect body.
I want a spotless soul.
I want an honest laugh,
and I want to be made whole.

I want to really smile,
without holding to a knife.
I would give away it all
to live a perfect life.

But I'm obsessed.

© 2015 Not here


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Dante,

That was amazing.. I really loved how you put that piece together.. that was amazing.. I really liked how you made it like you want to be perfect. but we know if we did that then we would be conceited.. like stuck on our selves.. I really enjoyed reading that. Keep up the hard work. that is actually now one of my many favorites.. great job..

love and peace,
Tess Guise

Posted 9 Years Ago


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9 Years Ago

thank you tess :) ill keep writing ofc
Tessa Danielle Guise

9 Years Ago

No problem :) I love you baby bro
David, my favorite lines/part of this is the refrain lines. They are simple and clean in their meaning and intent, and they make a great contrast to the complexity in the hacked up lines of the longer stanzas.
Cutters poems can be monotonous in their similarities, but you managed to keep this fresh with the change in structure and visuals.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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9 Years Ago

thank you jaycee. i appreciate your reviews :)
"Give me perfect features, and I'll ruin them instead...."
-Beautiful

Posted 9 Years Ago


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9 Years Ago

thank you britney :) i appreciate it
Wow this has to be the best poem I've read of yours Dante. This is really amazing and I loved reading it :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


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9 Years Ago

thank you crystal :) im glad u liked it
i loved this piece, one of my favs!! and the poem itself is art..
well penned!
thanks for sharing.
~Amy

Posted 9 Years Ago


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9 Years Ago

thank you amy :) sorry if i havent read any of your read requests lately ive been kinda busy. i appr.. read more
Amy R

9 Years Ago

ur welcome, and that's okay..
whenever u have time, :)
I love spacing, that in itself is art. I loved the flow and seamless transition. The struggle between authenticity and feeling safe and secure in the self imposed roles was truly wonderful and profoundly stated with our seeming trite.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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9 Years Ago

i did like the spacing. i might try it more in the future. thank you for all of yours reviews crysta.. read more
Bruh. This is legitimately (not sure if I spelled that right) awesome. This is AMAZING. :D. Awesome work!
This explains how we all get praise, but we want to be "Just Perfect". Nice work! ☺ ☺ ☺
~~~The Cheshire Cheese Cat


Posted 9 Years Ago


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9 Years Ago

thank you Tripple C :) glad you liked it
I love it, this makes me think of any of those wanna be popular kids, all of them have a dirty secret their hiding and they always have a reason why they should be praised. I love you style of writing Dante and though the flow through lost me a bit in the third stanza, I kept reading,
Great work
Shadowkai

Posted 9 Years Ago


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9 Years Ago

thank you shadowkai :) and yeah i dont even understand what i write sometimes but thanks for still r.. read more

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