the image of perfection is never perfect

but yet here i am hating myself for not achieving the unattainable

thinking that somehow i’m not trying hard enough

i’m not sure if that’s low self esteem or straight up narcissism

that i of all beings could be perfection if i just tried hard enough

impossible but still in the realm of possibility

but my permanent scars, cellulite, blemish’s, and melanin

tell a different story

perfection simply isn’t me

yet i still expect myself to accomplish it