![]() Perfection is the real killer, here.A Poem by Jessica HarmonyA strive for perfection we cannot reach, Society, this is what you preach. Teens clinging to numbers, knives and suicides To cope with the pressure you put on us, We are done. Using pain to cope with pain there is nothing we gain, A 7 letter word we cannot reach, Does 'perfect' have a definition or is it just a figure or speech? "Being without fault or defect" must we all be so "perfect" Can we not be unique? Society, you never give us a chance to speak. Your expectations, they’re not realistic, I’m sorry if we don’t get an ‘A’ in your rubric, and every day, up goes those statistics, just one more girl forcing herself to be ‘anorexic You shape us into lines so straight a ruler would be jealous, let me ask you, how do you feel about this? You mold and manipulate the minds of girls so impressionable; they’re like play-doh. You want me to sit down? No, we have rights! I’m speaking up for all those girls who go home and cry every night. You make us feel like we’re just never good enough, You know what, girls? We can rise above. © 2011 Jessica HarmonyAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on May 25, 2011 Last Updated on June 16, 2011 AuthorJessica HarmonyDenver, COAboutJust another number, darling. Nothing to the world. Bet I'm a statistic, baby. Just the broken girl. I'm 17. I love to write poetry and i'm currently writing a novel. Most of my poems on her.. more..Writing
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