Perfection? I did something to my body other than trying to make it perfect I scratched it to let imperfections bleed Scars appeared and I knew somewhere that I had instead let perfection bleed The insane perfection of conforming to a rigid society Succumbing to the dictates of hate, religion casteism, veering towards being insanely inhuman Essaying impossible multiple roles impressed upon my gender Trying to be what they want and who I am not Yes, I bled so much that I could bleed no more
