Tuesday, June 29, 2021

perfectionist

she tried to keep her appearance
flawless and smooth like a shiny
new Ferrari, but something
would always wrinkle her lines
like fingerprints left behind
on clean windows, she could
never achieve perfection

7 comments:

  1. A wonderful poem and who wants to be a Ferrari when being yourself is so much better!

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  2. Perfection's a myth anyway, so...

    Fine work!

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  3. At least she's got some fingerprints...
    Maybe she'll grow into accepting herself.
    ~Jules (from WP)

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