Fear of Imperfection

Fear of never being good enough In front of the mirror I stand Circling everything With wishes to change wishes As the gaze is kept cool Down in front of all the strangers Terrified that they'll see What's beyond the eye to see As my eyes are two open Windows to the doubt and insecurities Afraid of not being enough Imperfection, Imperfection An empty cup and empty heart No linger pumping blood But allowing sadness to numb Flowing through my veins Until it reaches my mind Leaving it's mark ever so slightly With the thoughts and actions Of not being enough