Perfect

Every trivial action examined,
I'm bounded under a microscope.
I do my best to ignore their words,
writing poetry to help me cope.

They speak sarcastic advice,
"be perfect, be perfect" is all I hear!
I want to escape but there's too much at stake,
I just wish I could disappear.

Why do you highlight my imperfections,
calling to change my identity.
I'm not perfect and I'll never be,
your constant tortcher is suffocating me.

No room for error, no room for mistakes,
everything's fucking perfect and clean.
Your judgmental eyes blind with hypocrisy,
I'm going insane, I'm going to scream.

Your consuming blackmail is stagnate,
holding carrots in front of my face.
If I stop running I could lose everything,
so I continue to keep up the pace.

Suffering now, I have to endure,
though my soul may wither to sludge.
You're pushing too hard, I can hardly breathe,
when you kill me, you've then made me perfect.