Look at me for I've come undone
All because of what I couldn't guarantee,
To my own foolish heart, to my adolescent mind
and what did I do?
Hesitate ...

A word I hate when it comes to love
When you know that you know and I do,
Yet now bound and tied, stopped me in my tracks
Dared me to secure this chance,
Made its way home inside my soul
Still, I persisted,
In this mad charade
The epitome of all I stood against ...

I knew better than that!
Yet, within the midst of my insecure perception,
My reflection began mocking me
Transfixed by what I thought was wrong
I became my own damnation ...

You loved me for who I was
and not for what I didn't see,
You saw past this shell
When I looked upon the outer me,
I became a fool obsessed with flawlessness
A specimen of perfection
I just had to be
The best at any price
Better than all the rest,
Had I only listened and believed ...

And now this cost I never expected
Would be the loss of you,
I've lost my world and nothing less
In my vain attempt
To impress ...

11/01/2006

Author's Note: I must confess there are times when I am a perfectionist. Its only when one adds obsessive tendencies to perfectionisn that problems can develop. This one was inspired by those obsessions.

Posted on 11/30/2006
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