perfect...
Perfect...A word that u have certainly heard...
There is no such thing as perfect
We have our flaws..
They tell u that in order to be perfect..u need to be yourself..
But not like that..change a little bit...
We are living is chaos.. a messed up society where a little fat could turn u to a freak...a little scar into a psycho...and a little laugh into a whore...
I'm sick and tired of this world..
It's only getting worst...
I don't understand...
I don't know...
I just don't..
Sometimes i don't have the courage to look into the mirror ..
I'm scared... that i would once again hate myself...
And now..i'm locked with my mind..thinking day and night..
(perfect)
I believe it should be erased from the dictionary...
I believe people should stop using it because of the damage it has made...millions of people become depressed..miserable...sad and lonely while starting a journey to be ( perfect)... they end up as a dead corpse or as another copy of what's supposed to be beautiful or flawless...make-up...short skirts...more cleavage..
And once again...i'm tired,sad and confused...
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