Per-fec-tion (noun)
/ pərˈfekSH(ə)n/
noun
Perfection isn’t
An Endearing personality
That captivates all who see you
Paired with a captivating voice
Others look up to
Waking up every morning
With a smile on your face
As you walk through life
The embodiment of beauty and grace
Passing through
Day to day trials with ease
Treating the storms of life
As if they were only a breeze
That’s madness
Perfection is
Coming home to bills
Scattered across the kitchen table
Wondering if your daughter’s childhood
Will ever be stable
Having a face marked with
A new wrinkle line
Paired with your
Unquenched need for more wine
Not knowing if the tears will stop
Or where to run
When your best friend’s
Time on Earth is done
That’s imperfect
Perfection lacks the things in life that make it beautiful and worth living. Life is raw and unfiltered and perfection is unattainable so I think it's a shame that we're encouraged to portray ourselves as perfect in society today and act as if we never struggle. In real life, I think perfection is imperfect because imperfection is what makes everyone who they are life worth living.