Strive
Strive for perfection
While withering away
The need for speed slowly but surely ruins you
Desire to be the best, nothing less
The tragedy left upon her face
Feelings of never being good enough, pretty enough
Hipbones protruding
Sings a song of tears
Knowing that this is the wrong thing to do
But yet again what is right?
Once you free yourself though
That’s another story
Flawless is no longer in your vocabulary
Slow down, think
Find out who you truly are
And most importantly be you for once in your life
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