Perfection

Judgmental comments float about As abundant as the air we breathe Criticism being thrown at us by society The pressure of being beautiful, intelligent, flawless Who has the right to define these words? Not you, nor me Society sees this image, This image of perfection It sits there and soaks into us Soon we feel the need to be this epitome of this so called "perfection" It eats away at us The pressure to fulfill this feeling of perfection becomes overwhelming The "never good enough" feeling eats us up until we feel less than nothing Just a body floating about Living day to day Cutting ourselves short Never giving ourselves enough credit