Because I could not find perfection in myself I sought for it in someone else.

Leaving myself in the dark to be eaten by the fears of lack of perfection.

Perfection in beauty in intelligence, and most of all in self confidence.

The person I sought for I soon found.

This person though lead me to a deeper hell full of self mutilation.

This lead me to see I was anything but perfect I was broken.

I was just a broken toy waiting for the next person to use me.