Perfection
They spend all day looking at their reflection.
Seeing everything but perfection.
Trying all morning to look their best.
Trying so hard to impress.
They try so hard to be accepted.
Fixing everything imperfected.
But something they don't realize.
Something they always despise.
Something hard to believe.
Something that doesn't have to be achieved.
But that you don't have to look in a mirror or reflection.
But to realize you are your own perfection.
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