This is a poem I have written. it is one of my very best. A lot of
people
can identify with it. It has touched a couple of people, and I want
people
to read it.
Emily
Perfect
copyright 1999 by emily
breyfogle
she tries too hard to be perfect,
and she always dies inside,
she had been trying so hard to be perfect,
but there are feeling she cannot hide.
she sees herself as imperfect,
she feels so sad,
she looks back on her life,
wishing for things she had,
so she tries to make herself perfect,
which is too hard,
nobody is perfect,
so that's why she is passed out in the yard.
she tried too hard to be perfect,
oh, Lord know she tried,
she starved herself, made her self throw up,
she drank, smoke, then in sadness she cried,
she cried because she was imperfect,
so imperfect she almost died.
Death almost captured this girl,
so critical to the world,
she is imperfect,
but she is a pearl,
a precious gem,
everyone is an imperfect gem,
we need imperfect gems to make a perfect world.