Perfect

For as long as I can remember, I had to be perfect.

I am not like others. I am born gifted. I will rise above my peers.

I must get stronger than everyone!

I must be smarter than everyone!

I must be perfect!

But, when you're consistently perfect, it's no longer an accomplishment.

Perfect becomes an expectation.

Others start watching...

And they start judging.

Before i knew it, I'd become so lost in people's expectations...

...that I've stopped living for myself.

But I also accept that this was exactly how everything was supposed to be.

Just like how the strong will always stand at the top,

And the weak will be forever stay at the bottom.

My role was to be at the peak, and to be perfect.

And then this kid showed up.

Who does he think he is.

.....