Picture Perfect

This girl so far out of communiacations reach,

This girl, that has lost, her warm blooded speech,

This powerful shadow hiden behind her,

So much she takes, her brain turns to liqueur.

So much she tried to be a doll,

so crystal clear eyes, wouldn't blink at all,

Too many improfections in this world already,

this girl, she knew, she knew she had many.

All bothersome, yes, when she would cry,

and the tears would not fall at the exact same time,

but between her ears, streight into her mind, she herself, knew she was fine...

But not only could she never speak, she was blind,

Blind to human rights of improfection,

She was always aware mistakes were an infection.

She put down the picture that she could never see,

the picture so perfectly taken of her,

Hoping she can find a mistake cure.

This blind and deaf girl, wishing to only always, be correct,

crying because she can't see herself,

picture perfect...