"Perfect" Doesn't Mean Anything

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By <font color=darkred><I>Crimson.Wings</ •

<font face=verdana> People strive to be "perfect" in every way Painting on faces Wearing the "in" clothes But since when does "perfect" mean copying everyone else? Why is it that the people who are independent Are labeled as "freaks?" Since when does everyone have to dress and look the same? Why can't we make decisions for ourselves? "Looks don't matter, It's what's on the inside that counts." Whoever made that up obviously has no clue The twenty-first century is twisted and warped Identity theft is impossible if everyone is a clone If this is the definition of "perfect" I will strive to be the opposite

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April 20, 2006 04:42 ~~~~GLOSTARG~~~~

It is not exactly the definition of perfect that you described here in your wonderful poem, but perfect means whole or wholeness I would think, lacking nothing... If we were all after the looks or superficial things that some think makes perfect... then where would we be if we were lacking nothing?
anyway you have a great poem and the idea behind this poem simply great!I think you have conveyed much here in it!...great Job!

April 21, 2006 17:38Crimson.Wings

thank you

June 14, 2006 03:45Unknown

I really liked the fact that I could connect with the message in this poem and that it is really to be taken seriously. I enjoyed reading your view of life with such a passion for the way you feel.

June 16, 2006 00:55Crimson.Wings

thank you

June 21, 2006 08:56Spiritual Beauty

i like it alot, and holds some painful truth, well done:)

June 21, 2006 18:57Crimson.Wings

thanks you

May 23, 2007 17:50Angel of Music

wow this is inspiring! great job!

March 9, 2009 21:45SAMIRA JONES

GIRL THIS IS A GOOD EXPRSSION BUT AIN'T NO BODY GONE LISTEN BECAUSE THERE TO BUSY TRYIN TO FIT IN ITS REDICULOUS.. NUT IM FEELIN THIS POEM

July 1, 2010 19:42baya

true some people are obsessed with their appearance but when it comes to perfect . . . thats a whole different story. When people strive to be perfect they strive to be their definition of perfection. I just don't get why they do this. You captured this perfectly in yout poem. I love it I really do. It's perfect haha. Keep writing because I'm reading. :)