I Want to Be Perfect

The title's pretty self-explanatory, I think.

I Want to Be Perfect

I want to be perfect
Chillingly, impossibly perfect
I want them to know me as
The one without flaws
I want to be perfect. 

I want to be flawless
Ridiculously, unattainably flawless
I want to see my reflection
And believe in my perfection
I want to be perfect. 

This chase will kill me
It will destroy me
It will end only in futility
I see how worthless I'm being
I want to be perfect.

My relationship with God decays
Confidence shatters
I will risk everything for this
I will die for this
I want to be perfect.

I know I cannot find
That which I kill my soul for
But I cannot give up this chase
It is my everything
I want to be perfect.

Who am I
If not a perfectionist?
What do I live for
If not perfectionism?
I want to be perfect.

They will not love me
If I am not perfect
God will not want to save me
If I am not perfect
I want to be perfect.

I lie here
Lost in my own flawfulness
This is hopeless, but
I WILL DIE TRYING

I want to be perfect!!!

The End

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