Perfection

Strive to be perfect.
Strive to be beautiful.
Strive to want to be wanted.
Strive to be thin.

Everyone sees her.
No one knows.
NO one can see the signs.
No one can see the cry for help.
No one can see the scars.
No one can see into her heart.

She shuts everyone out.
She pushes them away.
Or sometimes rather brings them close;
and never lets them go.
Sometimes she wants people to see her pain.
Sometimes she wants them to hear her scream.
Sometimes she wants them to leave her alone.

She never says anything is wrong.
Even when lying goes against everything she believes.
She never says when she is in pain.
She never wants to cry for help.
But somehow, she finds hope.

Finds hope in the Future.
Finds hope in what everyone wants.
Finds hope in what everyone knows.
Finds hope in everything she knows.
She find hope.
Even when it seemed impossible.

The strive for perfection is un stoppable.
No one can stand in her way.
No one can keep her from it.
No one can truly know what is going on.
She and only she knows the extent of the pain.
She and only she can set herself free from this unforgivable pain.