Special souls.
I wanted to be special.
So i tied my hair in a bun.
I wanted to be Smart.
So i framed my eyes with glasses.
I wanted to be perfect.
So i dressed on flowery dresses.
I wanted to be perfect.
So i stopped eating vegetables.
My hair stopped growing.
Instead it started falling.
My nails are broken like my soul.
Please , tell me I’m what you want.
Please, tell me i’m what you need.
My perfection is glowing.
Isn’t that what you wanted?
My perfection is breaking me.
Isn’t that what you wanted?
Don’t cry like me.
