Perfection.
Everyone expects it from everyone, but those who don't are the ones who expect something else. What that is
I leave it upto you guys...I hate it, I hate the fact that I have to pretend to be what people around me want me to be like. Because trust me, I will never be that girl, the happy, always smiling girl 'cause I'm honestly dying on the inside. Slowly and painfully.
Fuc* society and everyone who expects a person to be perfect! Because let's face it nobody, really nobody is fuc*ing perfect, so stop expecting them to be.
Work on your own imperfections and be content enough to not expect it from someone else.———-
Thank you so much for reading, hope to see you on the other side :)❤️🩹
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Poetry" 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐞." . . . Some poems I write to escape my reality. Thanks for reading ❤️🩹