" Perfect"

When I look into the merroa

I see a willing mistake

when I look apon my face

a grusom face I make

Perfect curve with perfect big eyes

that's why I started slashing

I have no other lie

I really hated my appearence

hated the way my skin felt...

now I'm satisfied as the blood peaks through where my skin has melt

perfect curves with a perfect fake smile

laughing at myself coldly all along the while

Tears spill from the perdect eyes

In the merroa a look of dread

How I finally got my wish

the Perfect girl is dead.