Imperfections stare at me through the mirror
Their cruel words echoing in my ears
The time spent on attempting perfection all but lost
No matter the effort I put into it never worth the cost
Unable to achieve the standards I've set so high
And feeling less than desirable always asking why
Taking one picture after the next to just get it right
A losing battle no matter how hard I fight
A different hair color every couple months
The craving to be the natural me not considered even once
I've lost myself after all these years of trying to appease everyone else
And feeling that I'm only able to fail
the simplicity of wanting to be praised and adored taking first place
Something I've come to think I don't deserve
But regardless of how absurd
It'll only grow worse
Its eating me alive on the inside
Yet I can't escape it, can't hide
The need to be loved will consume me until the day I die.
*****I wrote this poem in realization that some of us suffer from things that are often beyond our control. I wrote this in honesty.****