Even perfection must ultimately lead to desire
 

It's something rather more serious than my previous scrawlings have been, but here we are anyway.
Pulled from a year ago this week i wrote 6am, and its written from the perspective of someone who is throwing themselves into losing weight in the hope of finding what they feel they lack in life .


i want to be free from all the world
freedom comes when i fit in
a size smaller than before
then i shall be liked
and i shall be free
but free of nothing
because i'm always too far forward
too backward at a smile
too lost within my dreams
of looking good and being liked
self control is the key
the key to beauty
so i'll starve myself
and let the world see me
so i'll destroy myself
come let the world believe me that
freedom comes at 6am
when i'm sick again
for nothing
and everything aside
self denial is the key
so this is beauty
and i'll sit and cry at night
touch the skin of idols
pictures on the wall
come to me not free me
then i'll cry again
alone in my world of self control and belief
that this will see me through
make me popular at school
now i sleep at night
my breath is as a sigh
no energy at all
to crawl to my window
and see the world that cursed us all
but i'm free at last
of the life that shackled me

[COLOR=sky blue]I like that. It is a lot better than any of my poems. Nice Job Faile.[/COLOR]

That was good Faile, I like it!
It was a bit of a sad poem but it is probably so true for some people :(

But its still very good, keep it up ;)

I think the poem was very good and deep as well.

It's sad to know that there are a lot of people like that in reality and that that is how they think all of the time. I used to know a few people like that.

thankyou for your comments