Ideal child

Hey! So this is one of the first poems that I wrote after starting poetry this year. After editing it with the major help of my grandfather I thought it was good to go. So credits go to him for helping me edit this! Here it goes: 

Perfect. Perfect. Perfect. 

Perfect smile. 

Perfect nature. 

Perfect grades. 

Perfect clothes. 

Mistakes too expensive, 

disappointments too lethal. 

Don’t talk. Just listen. 

You are better seen than heard. 

Don’t speak your mind, 

It adds fuel to the fire. 

The flames grow higher with your every word. 

Listen. Listen. Listen. 

Don’t defend. The flames are too tall now. 

Look down. Down. Down. 

Don’t let the eyes meet, 

because then the flames touched the ceiling. 

One wrong word. One wrong move. One wrong look. 

And the roof comes tumbling down, 

The fire swallowing it whole. 

Don’t let it happen. The only way to save it is by being Perfect. Perfect. Perfect. 

Hope you liked it! As I said, this was the first poem that I wrote and I don't expect it to be 'perfect' but I really hope it was a good try! If you liked it, do make sure to recommend my blog to others. Thanks!