A Poem by SimplyDisastrous

The perfect is forever in the imperfect.


Its funny how people like me want everything to be perfect, when the perfect things are hidden in the imperfect

but we don't want to believe it

because we are perfectionists

and this and that absolutely needs to be perfect or this and that will happen

and no, hell no, other people's answers are never good enough

and, hell yeah, other people aren't doing it right; its like this and that's final

and, no, absolutely not, I am not overreacting.

Sometimes I stay up at night trying to think of what that perfect answer might be

where it might be, but it occurs to me that that I might never find it

and I think, no, that's unacceptable

I need to find it

Its horrible because I can't get it;

That perfect answer to my questions

It's horrible because no one knows.

and I'm afraid I'll never find anyone who does.

© 2010 SimplyDisastrous

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There is no such thing as a 100% answer to a question that's 100%, if that makes sense.

Posted 11 Years Ago

I really like this. It's very strong, very truthful... Another great poem from you, Kristen, keep up the great work!


Posted 11 Years Ago

2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

It sounds more like prose to me. It doesn't have much a rhythm. It tells an interesting tale though. I applaud your frankness.

Posted 11 Years Ago

2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

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Added on June 17, 2010
Last Updated on June 27, 2010
Tags: perfect, perfectionist, me



Hartford, CT

Hey. I used to be on here alot when I was 15. Now, not so much. I'm 18 now and I'm not nearly as depressing as I used to be, but still depressing enough. Message me and feel free to read my old poems... more..


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