Perfection
Perfectly perfect
The thought of perfection infiltrates my brain like a virus
Infecting my reasoning and erasing my Foibles
It tells my uniqueness is wrong and invisibility is better
My short comings need to be longer, and my flaws squashed
It makes the mirror my worst enemy
Pointing out even the smallest blemish
My very nature a defect
Any and all compliments are marred to insults
Another imperfection to change
Another mistake to correct
