Perfect((ion)ist))

M.E.M.

My perfectionist nature was born from myself.

My inability to fail myself

and those I care about and want to impress.

Because if I do. Oh god if I do

The world, my world,

will come crumbling down around me and those I love.

 

My friends, family

parents, and authority figures

will stop seeing me as

the best, most excellent, and impeccable person

I make myself out to be.

I cannot have that.

 

This is not due to my dyslexia or my ADHD.

My need for perfection is not a negative.

My perfectionism is the essence of who I am.

 

It has gotten me straight A’s,

Made me a high school graduate,

 a junior at one of the best universities in Texas

studying English and Creative Writing,

and a member of Sigma Tau Delta and NSLS.

 

Even when I break under my self-inflicted pressure,

Even when I am drowning in a pool of my own tears,

I know that everything will turn out perfect in the end.

  • Author: M.E.M. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 14th, 2021 10:13
  • Comment from author about the poem: The last poem in my poetry collection which starts with “Pack of Masks”. Created: 11/18/21 | Edited: 12/1/21 | Finalized: 12/2/21 Comments are welcome!
  • Category: Reflection
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  • spilleronsheet

    This is sad
    Being a perfectionist is very burdensome
    It was good at start but later so tiring
    It takes to much to Bd perfectionist
    Good one dear poet



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