Perfection

The disease of this word "perfection". As different-ness is looked down upon and not enlightened. My expressions keep me sane, as my words i can not withhold no longer. Exploding in the ears surrounding my voice. For i want to be heard and not as glass. Can not hold the expanding frustration. The highlighting of the wrong, seeing past the determination. The Thrive for perfection is present in all, but denied when confronted...

Desire of happiness is always key, not to be dawned, but to pr-issue. Never giving up on dreams, wants, and needs. All in life is changing. Never the same, but shall be excepted ...