The Perfect Person

The weight is so heavy

Too much to deal with

Labels are for canned food

I hate it, hate it so much

Why is it so hard

This is too much

I am who I am

It matters to you

The “perfect family”

It isn’t fair to me

You say you’re proud

But if you knew,

Would your opinion change?

I won’t spoil the image

I’m perfect as always

No problem

 

I got it down