Perfect Life.

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Can someone bring some sense to this out of control crazy world.

Perfect Life.

 

I get tired of people who think they are perfect and always have the perfect life,

However hard I try I cannot help looking at them and thinking that cannot be right.

 

Everyone has ghosts and skeletons patiently lurking with enthusiastic anticipation.

For the most appropriate time to make their appearance and cause utter devastation.

 

Everyone has regrets over the many mistakes and bad things they have done.

Have been at some time hurt or cause pain by family, friends, partners and even trusted ones.

 

No one's life is that smooth and constantly smells like a never-ending bed of roses.

You are not born to be a divine winner sometimes you it is your turn to be a loser.

 

Yet they continue lecture and preach everyone, it's so easy this is all you have to do.

Just do what me Mr Magic Wonderful has done and all your dreams will come true.

 

My life experience educates me that there is no such thing as one-size-fits-all.

I tend to think if there was such a thing as perfect what would I be dreaming for.

 

Do not misunderstand me I would be happy for them if they did have the perfect life.

Though I would worry for them as they convinced themselves with their self-proclaimed lies.

 

Of course, I understand I could be completely wrong, and they are perfectly right.

So, for once in my life am I in touch with reality or are they living the perfect lie.

 

Tobani May 2025.

  • Author: Tobani / Nataiella (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 16th, 2025 02:22
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