Who are you to decide what the meaning of perfection is and what makes you so high and mighty?
You're just like a weed slowly getting bigger but killing a beautiful rose
At the same time by taking all it's light and smothering it
I hope that feeling of being better then anyone else was worth it to you because
She's gone and can't [bad word] back
It's too late nothing can bring her back
It's worthless people like you that destroy something [bad word] beautiful
You've caused innocence to die
Someone who didn't fin in with your [bad word] ideals and finally came
To the point where she took her own [bad word] life
I hope you think about it every second of every day and you see her face when
You try to fall asleep at night
I hope if [bad word] haunts you
Perfection is what each individual makes it
Be in charge of your own life not everyone else's
Just yours