Okay so I'm back (2 minutes after sending that freaking long message)
I agree with what you say. I like that you fight in a round-about sort of way for the perfect ones who really are people too. Their hurts are sometimes less treatable, because no-one wants to see their pain. Because they're perfect. "Noone perfect isn't not perfect." Sick beliefs- DARN IT I'm doing it again.
Thanks again.

You really put things in great perspective. I must admit that I'm not accepting, though I am open minded–if that makes any sense. But anyway, I guess I have always realized that it really *is* everyone, not only the ones you suspect, but you really sank it into me.

that part about the 'cuts not from his cat', i actually used that excuse two or three times. you'd be surprised how people will just take your excuse cuz they think your just fine, and youd never do anything to yourself.

I felt like you were describing my life...great poem!

Amen. I wrote something a while back that had a similar topic. But anyway, I liked this, obviously. It's so true and it was beautifuly written.

rarely do we comprehend the nature of ourselves, as the author has. Being able to comprehend and express feelings felt by all of us... those Perfect, honor roll, scholarship people; who are so desperately trying to find ourselves, in a world where expectations, and demands overwhelm us.

This poem said the blatant truth. Great job.

Hm... I know how this feels. u_u I like very much how you portrayed the emotions in here and I enjoyed the rhymes you used to catch the readers' attention. Props to you for getting to etch down what most perfect people feel... props to you. I loved the poem.
Ja Ne.

Im gonna read all your work and review them now.Another wonderful fic you've done.Another wonderful thing to make people stop and think about things.This is defenintly one of thoes.My friend read this and cried she's a 'perfect' person.keep writing

Wonderful! Great job!

Wow. all your work is amazing... I've never thought of it that way. EEP! I feel guilty now... I'm gonna go cry some more...

U have a way with words. It's funny. This weekend I met someone just like that. Looked perfect but u couldn't imgaine the pain they were going thru. Beautiful writing, keep going.

Hey... I guess I'm a perfect person, if it means good grades and a hopeful future. You're damn right though, it's all inside. And I'd like you to know, your stories Silver Scars and Crown of Scars may have stopped me from starting to cut. So thank you for that *hugs* Actually, it was the author's notes as much as the stories. And as a side note, my dad wants me to be a lawyer, but I'm going to study music. So there we are. I can only stand back and admire your courage and selflessness in baring your soul here.

OMG!!! You hit it right on the head. I am not a perfect person but I know people who hate me because i get good grades and that poem is perfect.
"They say she'll be a doctor
She'd rather play guitar"
That is a perfect line to what I feel when people think that I have a perfect life.

WoW. It's hard to say how I relate to this poem because I do relate, but in completely contradictory ways.
First, I understand being the perfect person, and hiding all your hurt inside. Pretending, just wanting to be free.
But I still see the perfect people and I hate them, I hate that they can be happy, even if they may be hiding their pain underneath.
I think I'm both the perfect person and the person who hates and doesn't understand the perfect person.
I don't know. I don't understand myself most of the time.
But it was a brilliant poem.