Projected Perfection

 Projected Perfection

Staring off into space

thinking of a time before

before the insanity set in

before all the rules and regulations

before the sun set on us

A time when it was perfect

to just be me

before the judgement, before the accusations

before the disappointed look cascaded into your eyes

Back to a time when I was "bubbly"

That's what you said.... "bubbly"

And then shit happened

I disappeared..... you left

whether voluntary or involuntary 

then end result is the same

Now I don't meet your approval

even though nothing has changed

Only now gravity has set in

weighing you down

Maybe it's you that's changed

Judgmental accusations dance in your head

You project them as fact

And I'm made to feel to your pain.

              ~ Miss B