Illusion of Perfection
She wakes from her dreams,
Walking through the house like nothing is wrong with her life.
She saw everything as perfect,
Not out of place,
Or torn.
She couldn’t believe anything was wrong,
And what was wrong
She didn’t believe was real.
She believed it to be an
Illusion.
In her head.
She denied the world was imperfect.
She tried her best to be a perfect person,
When something went wrong
She blamed herself.
She cried herself to sleep sometimes.
But she continued her life like this
Untill finally
She gave in.
Because in all reality
She figured out that
The things she saw as perfection,
Were an illusion.
" Perfection is an illusion in itself, ” she said.
The mistakes she made to be perfect,
Everything she was became thier own perfection.
But real perfection is illusion.
We create our perfection for ourselves.
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