Perfection Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDE FGHEIDJK LIIMENOPQRRSP T UVV IWX YZA2B2C2D2 EE2F2 G2H2I2It has become a Concern | A |
how depression hovers in the Generation of today | B |
How pain lingers in our minds | C |
feeling then with mixed emotions | D |
and yet having lack of Motivation | E |
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The society happens to be a place we all live in | F |
Sadly all these events cannot sit still | G |
like a hopping frog | H |
I feel my hwart jump with suspicion | E |
as the public never ceases to give painful opinions about me | I |
we're all humans | D |
there's only so much we can take | J |
but society refuses to accept that | K |
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Now I don't mean this with disrespect | L |
but this is a message to society | I |
that keeps resurrecting my anxiety | I |
the society that keeps causing havoc to those sensitive souls in debt | M |
We got all traumatic events late and early as ghosts haunting a failing villain | E |
mentally weeping | N |
only to find the mind obligated to accept the reality behind | O |
pushed enough to notice the wounded heart losing purpose | P |
Suddenly weakness finds a playground working the flesh | Q |
everything turns to be a blur | R |
With all their opinions taking over | R |
I feel my game smile fading My Mask losing Shape and as it slowly sinks | S |
I slowly notice | P |
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they Never Cared | T |
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The Pressure to Lose weight | U |
he like the models on the magazines | V |
who were by the way edited by those technical screens | V |
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the Pressure to be classy | I |
eat like a queen | W |
where as I cannot even look at myself withing the mirror for seconds without a tear coming along | X |
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Pressure to neglect the weak | Y |
Mock the depressed make them feel the needles | Z |
just to look cool | A2 |
Yet Nobody knows the doings behind closed doors | B2 |
No one knows how every corner in your room is attached to your back every night | C2 |
how the voices in your mind bring you to your knees among your flaws | D2 |
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the evenunexpectedly cuddles my intuition | E |
slowly the cuddle turns to suffocate my soul | E2 |
with no strenght I am left helpless on the side of the road | F2 |
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the reality is | G2 |
Society does not Care | H2 |
society is a cruel Place | I2 |
Tsogo Kautlwale
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