Use a ruler

Draw a line

Make it straight

If there’s a single dent

Erase it all

And start over

It

Has

To

Be

Perfect

Play the game

Chase the train

Until you’re only

Skin and bones

You

Have

To

Be

Perfect

Be slim

Be delicate

Be smart

But never be proud

Perfection

Is

All

You

Need

Match the girl

Who twirls with ease

Smiles with gleam

Tiptoes with grace

And bows with praise

She

Is

Always

Perfect

You use a ruler

You draw the line

And make it straight

The ruler moves

Your line bends

Your hard work

Shatters like glass

Why

Can’t

You

Be

Perfect?

Exhaustion hits

Comes raining down

Amidst the rain,

You witness her

Leaping through puddles

Like a little fairy

Dreaming so big

It becomes monstrous

You take a leap

Then slip and fall

She turns to you

And whispers

“If you aren’t as

Pristine,

Smart,

Popular,

And gorgeous as me

Then you are no one.”

And

You

Believe

Every

Word

Be better.

Be more.

Be perfect.