first poem: perfection
she’s perfect.
she’s beautiful.
she’s confident.
she’s skinny.
she’s stylish.
she’s smart.
her skin is flawless—
wait. what’s that?
a pimple?
everyone gets them.
no. no.
she doesn’t-
she’s perfect.
perfect girls don’t get pimples.
so… she’s not perfect?
and suddenly:
she’s not beautiful.
she’s not confident.
she’s not skinny.
she’s not stylish.
she’s not smart.
please be nice this is my first poem. i don’t like something about the end but idk how to fix it, or what to fix. i would love constructive criticism!
u/xXGalaxyCat1Xx — 19 hours ago