A Little More Perfect
What if I was a little thinner?
a little less frizzy?
maybe a little more frizzy?
What if I was a little more charming?
more intelligent?
more sane?
a little less forgiving?
no, maybe a little more?
What if my boobs were a little bigger?
What if I was a little sexier?
a little taller?
a little shorter?
a little more dark?
a little more cold?
a little more warm?
What if my eyes sparkled just a little bit more?
What if I used less eye liner?
What if?
Would it change a thing?
Maybe these tears would stop falling,
crawling from my eyes like blood clots that stain,
maybe my smiles would stop cracking my cheeks?
What if I scrubbed my face a little harder?
Would the tear stains lift?
would the cracks be filled?
What if I looked in the mirror one last time?
What if there was nothing left to fix?
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