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PERFECTION by Christina Tsirkas

 

Perfection

by Christina Tsirkas

 

What exactly is perfection
Aside from someone's individual reflection
Of how a woman should look, act, or be
An idea that prevents us from feeling free
All these ideals society commands
Are nothing more than reprimands
Restraints on our individuality
Attempts at controlling our mentality
For those convinced they don't fit in
Are easier to instill with chagrin
Conforming to be accepted
No matter how much their psyche rejected
Whatever concept they've embraced
Just to avoid feeling disgraced
But what if we could transform perfection
To send us in a positive direction
Not outward but within
Helping us to reimagine
A direction few endeavor to delve
One leading to our authentic selves
A profound journey deep inside
To see us through our own eyes
For we are perfect as we are
Even with every flaw and scar
To be ourselves is an honor
One from which we should not wander.




Christina Tsirkas is an aspiring poet, writer, and wild horse advocate who grew up in New York City and has since migrated to the beautiful beaches of sunny South Florida where she lives with her partner and the most amazing cat, Kitty. She received her B.S. degree from Skidmore College in 2009 and went on to earn a full scholarship from the Maurice A. Deane School of Law at Hofstra University. She is licensed to practice law in New York State (though she has yet to exercise that right!) To read more of her work, visit her website here


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