perfection isn't possible
Being the center of attention I loved dearly till one day it all changed when people would stare all over felt was despair pleading for them to look away instead of inbracing it I couldn't help but feel anxious when being called on in class id pray the teacher wouldn't call on me everyone points and laugh when you make a mistake but it's not so funny for you anymore you feel ashamed fighting to be perfect so people don't laugh instead they plead for help but no one's perfect and you hate that
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