• Perfection is Merely Perception


    Perfection Perfection!
    The magazines scream.
    Complexion reflection compassion
    Hide your shame, Be THAT DAME!

    Pedestal her, imagine her
    With sex and a smile
    You know the boy wants it
    Fake your haven’t gots

    Acting characters,
    Imagining scenes
    You play it so well,
    When you perform in your dreams

    But let us see how thin you are
    With that bright light in your face,
    And your body covered in eyes,
    Can you look in his face?

    Lights Lights, get the truth
    He’s approaching for it
    Can you play the role?
    Can you make it suit?

    Sexy sexy, you trip on your heels
    Elegant classy, loud burps unconcealed
    Cute and silly, not witty and dazed
    Too many parts, too little days

    You start to sweat; he sees your brow,
    Maybe simply take a bow?

    Your short fat body gets down halfway
    Your suit falls off, naked and displayed
    Scars, scars, blemishes, spots
    Cheap plain bras, ugly stain heart

    He’s seen it he’s seen it
    Your pedestal’s gone
    It’s just you and your phone
    With the dial tone on.