No one in life is perfect
We all have flaws
And claws and hearts
But I use to pretend I was untouchable
Innocent and so clean
I was the honor student
The princess in disguise
I was living in glass houses
With my life out for public display
I tried to live up to everyone’s expectations
Tried to please and tease
But once its all said and done
Everyone is just throwing stones
Trying to make me something I'm not
And I try to keep it all bottle up inside
For the fact that it really hurts
Author notes
Username:Bloved
My secret is that I use to think I was perfect...I had to live with these expecations.... and I realized I'm not....and nobody is....And im fine with that.
A contest entry
- DARK BEAUTIES GROUP CONTEST! Round 1 by silent bee.
300 points, ended August 20, 2007, 9 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - xxx - I'm not so perfect now am i ? - xxx by The Hardest Goodbye.
300 points, ended December 8, 2007, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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very very great write!
loved it.
good luck in my contest.
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Nice
I liked the use of glasss houses and throwing stones
it was deep
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Wow. Such a sad and yet deep truth; way to let it out! It must feel good. I sort of had the opposite problem, though. I always felt others were better than me and hated being judged, so I more or less hid myself as much as possible. I still sometimes find myself falling into those habits when I'm uncomfortable.
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