Poem
I try to be perfect
I tried to do it all,
But there's always a measly flaw
That i cant seem to correct
Its all sooo hard
I feel like a retard... at times
But then theres jesus
and there he is as perfect in ever way
I look in the mirror and try try everyday
But i know that theres no way,
to be perfect in everyway
in any thought shape or form
Im pressured at home
even when im alone
because my thoughts love to torchure me
and although i can see
I just can seem to stop it
I try to drop it
But it comes back
Over and Over again...
I tried to be perfect
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