This poem is called See What I See. I suppose it's depressing but you'll find that my depressing work is some of my best.

See What I see

Perfection. You say she is perfection. You say that her beauty is inside and out. You are wrong. Look closer. You shall see what I see. You will see the beast behind the beauty. You will see the little cruelties. Lift the blinders off your eyes! See what I see. See what is there. See the pain she has caused! Do you still think she's perfect? Then God help you. Because I won't. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't. No one can help you now.

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