Perfect

by Micaela M. Aquaris - Not entered

Everyone thinks its perfect, your family and your life.
But behind that pasted smile everything is burnt inside.
Not because you're loved.
Not because you're cared for.
Just because you don't know who you are or what you're here
for.

Reason for writing:

    I wrote this poem because no one is perfect.  I love 
writting and hope to get tons of my things published.    

Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1996-10-24 18:54:50
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:39:05
Poem ID: 45891

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