Perfect a 7 letter word with two syllables.

A word I often find myself trying to live by. A word our society is based on. The way we will use a paint brush trying to erase every flaw every impurity. How we need our pearly teeth to be perfectly in line. How our smile will never be crooked and never show pain. And how the clothes on your back are no different from your neighbors because if you wore what you wanted to this morning you would be a

Freak.

How the song you will sing will hit every note, and when you dance only the perfect colors will fly, your feet will leap and jump perfectly and in harmony.

and you will be absolutely

perfect.   

you have to be.

But some days when the weight of the world becomes to heavy to bare, and each letter of perfect weighs a hundred pounds on my shoulders, I become to weak to hide my crooked smile. I will lock myself in my room and just be un-perfect. I will sing every note off key, each leap each jump off beat.

all my colors flying.

I will flaunt each flaw each impurity. And I will be a freak, and I will be happy. Because when your a freak your not a zombie.

A perfect mindless zombie.

All the bright places by Jennifer Niven is a heart breaking story about mental illness and its powerful effects it has on not only the person suffering from it but as well as the people around them. Finch and Violet meet at the top of the bell tower at school. They both consider jumping off, but save one another instead. Violet is a survivor, she counts down the days where she can finally get out, and leave her past behind. while Finch is wishing he was not so lucky, counting down the days till it ends. For Finch, suicidal thoughts are a dime a dozen. He thinks about killing himself during breakfast, lunch, and dinner. He even writes fun facts about other people’s suicides in his journal. But for Violet she lives for the future, counting down the days till she graduates, waiting to escape her small town as well as the grief of her sister. The sister that should have be alive instead of her.

“we don”t remember the days we remember the moments.” ~ Theodore Finch