A Smile A Frown But Nothings Left.

I smiled today. I frowned today. I cried today. I hated today. I loved today. I needed today. What is left? Again there is nothing. I'm left alone, well in my mind I am.

I'm going to start off with something that I was told. "Kyleigh, One day your going to be a Beautiful Butterfly and everyone will wish they we're you. Right now your only a caterpillar. Don't fret. You'll grow." It makes me happy to think I'll maybe one day be beautiful. Be smart and fun to be around. Be perfect.

Perfect. It's a odd word. A word that basically has no meaning. Being perfect, there is really no such thing. Everyone has flaws and pains and depression somewhere inside. Everyone has hurt no one can be happy all the time. Perfection is a word used to put others down.. When they're not alike the popular crowd is "Perfect". We all want to be the perfect one. But they're is no such thing. Perfection is Impossible to attain. No dought about that.


Anyway My poem for this blog.
I actually have a title!

Perfection

We all stand in one unity.
My Bad
We all wish we stood in one unity.
We all want the perfect living
Life without the pain
Without the heartbreaks
When your alone
You want someone to be there
to hold you hand
to say it's gonna be alright.
But sadly that won't always happen
For a time you'll be alone
You'll cry for hours.
and wish to be dead.
But death is not a solution
Even though you always will hear
about the people who snap
Snap in 2
All they can think of
Is death
Where do you go?
Do you go up?
Do you go down?
Do you start over?
Or do you just vanish?
Perfection is Impossible.
Don't aim for it
Unless you wish for the failure
That will cause the hurt
and Pain
and Sorrow
and despair
even the lucky ones
will never be perfect.
If you love yourself
You'll find it in someone else.


-Ky