Impossibly Perfect
You, my friend, are impossibly perfect
From your hair, to your nails to your clothes
On the outside you’re a perfect square
The circle inside wants out
it struggles against the perfect skin
wanting to rip the blush colored clothes
wear black, be bad, skin your knee
Fuck the rules and for once be free
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Comment by: sadon - 2008-01-04 02:39
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| This is great! I love the line "wear black,be sad,skin your knee" hehe.sounds almost EMO! Yet yes this is a part of life..we're all trying so hard to bring out the perfect us,sigh* though it's lost somewhere out there. Just be yourself and let go,thats the messgae here! :) Nice!!^^ :) |
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great characterization; must be familiar to all of us, wanting to be perfect and to conform to ideals, and wanting to be free at the same time
thanks for this |
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| Ahh this one reminds me of so many people, some of them I like others I don't. Being bad is so much more fun. :P |
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