Neurotic

Perfection manifests in the brain,

Not in the abdominals,

Not in a smoulder or in a smile,

No matter how sincere,

Appearances ask the viewer to think,

They prod “try to guess my flaw”

And I always find something, Example

Boy meets me

Attractive

 coy smile

now I get reactive

my brain spouts suggestions

personality disordered

gay- wrong direction

arrogant I hate him

he isn’t

well, he isn’t the ONE

infectious ONE to me it’s not the person I’m meant to be with

it’s the ONE I first fell in love with