Perfection and Lies

June 9, 2011
By Anonymous

The lies come naturally
Perfectly
It’s like I’m not even doing it
It wasn’t’ always this way
It used to be hard
My heart would race
Palms sweaty
Words stuttered
But no one ever questioned
No one ever doubted
I was perfect
The perfect student
Perfect friend
Perfect daughter
Perfect sister
Perfect
Why would I lie

They couldn’t understand
It was the lies
They let me be perfect
They hid the truth
The truth was ugly
Imperfect
The truth was bent over the toilet
Trying to be quiet
Trying to stay in the dark
Out of perfection’s way
And the perfect lies
Kept it there
And no one ever questioned


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