She's perfect, they say
A smile so bright, a mask so well worn
Hiding the sorrows of a soul forlorn
Laughing and joking like they put on a show,
But deep inside, her spirit so low.

She's perfect they say,
She walks in grace and has perfect grades
Drained and depleted, the last ember of energy flickering away
Her footsteps now patches of a broken vase.
A low grade, a high cost coming to stay

She's perfect they say,
I wish to be like her
But you're not and you're sad
For perfection is a myth, a tale often told
True learning is found in mistakes we behold.

She's imperfectly perfect
The grace in you shows the world to see.
Strive not for perfection but to be your best.
And find satisfaction in your hard earned progress.
Well after this it looks like she's you..




That girl>>