We are perfect
Flawless
What a lie
Don't you notice?
My wonky eyes
Too plentiful eyelashes
Worn down teeth
Messy hair
My mortality
Hanging on me
First like a beautiful purfume
Now a smelly odour I will never be rid of
Till I die
But go ahead
Believe the lie
Be happy
Have fun
Before the purfume stinks on you too
YOU ARE READING
100 poems on 100 random things
PoetryI tried to do it in 100 days. It didn't work. Please read it still! Eventually I'll get to 100. Maybe...
