daughter of a perfectionist

daughter of a perfectionist 
i’m always trying to prove myself 
no longer to them 
but to other people 
as if my life has to make sense to anyone 
other than me 

i’m the one that can see 
the method in the madness 
the masterpiece in these sketches 
but why do i have to compete?

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