The perfect body, The perfect height. The perfect looks, To be light as a kite. What is perfect? How is it defined? Can we be correct? In saying it's a lie? We fool ourselves, In not letting us see. The true human beings, That we will always be. Everyone was created, As different as can be. So why are we all hated? By everything we see? Brown or blonde hair, Green or blue eyes. We all will soon see, That perfect is full of lies.
Reason for writing:
whats in magazines and in tv isnt as perfect as you think
Birth sign: Aquarius
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