They want perfection.
Every little strand in place.
Every mark the fullest.
They crave perfection
from you.
Look in the mirror
-your skin is a mess-
where did that stray hair
on your arm come from?
Pluck, Preen, Pamper.
Maybe they wont notice.
They will notice.
Look here, look there -laugh-
Pay attention in class.
How will you do well?
You did the best.
The best is not good enough.
Maybe they wont care.
They will care.
Your eyeliner is smudged,
your hair; everywhere.
Clothes crumpled and
thrown in the corner
along with that dreaded
Report Card.
You look at yourself in the mirror
-laugh-
You would like to see them now.
You would like them to see what they have done to you.
A contest entry
- Contest for free verse poems... no PW please... topic.. any except erotica by Manoj Sanyal.
400 points, ended November 30, 2008, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Life is just a series of let downs. by brittany.geeze.
400 points, ended December 4, 2008, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - ANYTHING GOES by VerminVomit.
1300 points, ended March 9, 146 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Interesting write.
Thanks for the entry
-Britty
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well written darkish poem...
Best wishes and good luck,
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