Perfection is the key

Promise will be broken

I promise to be nice

I promise to not fight

I promise I won't hurt myself

I would cross my fingers behind my back

The next day I got in a fight

That night I had to pay the price

I sliced in to my hip

And felt the guilt drift

(A/n hey I wrote this because you know when you promise things to friends and family and sometimes you break them and you feel guilty. No i don't cut but I will push myself to dance for 7hours straight on point.)