'Perfect means no tears to shed,
Perfect means no screams to hear,
Perfect means no pains to bear,
Perfect means no hidden scars'.
They assumed I was perfect just by looking at me!
How could they tell?
Maybe that was what I portrayed,
Appeared to be fine, but
Raged a storm in every spine.
I was absolutely perfect in their eyes,
I was really their perfect princess with lilies and no grey skies,
My eyes never produce lies, but
What if they did?
Only I felt the pain, fear and shame sting in every blink.
Façade gone,
Just me and my broken mirror,
No more protective amour,
No one has seen this sides,
Besides the demons hovering freely in my head and heart.
Now tell me,
Would perfect be two-faced?
~ Nusrah 💎
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