[Hello My Name is Megan and I'm recovering from your perfectionism]

Here we are eye to eye
Face to face
Again
And the words won't come
Like empty threats
They fall to the ground
Like shards of glass

Now I'm scared
Scared that the shadows that haunt my room
Might catch me blink
Here we are
Again
And you are just another memory
In my starlit sky

Shards of stars
A mirror reflection of myself
Gleams into the past
And again
I'm shooting glances
At the clouds
Touching them with my heart

And inside myself
I realize
I'm the oblivion
The needle-less thread
Engulfed by silence
And a facade of perfection

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