miss perfect no more

we never looked

behind the mask,

never questioned

never asked about

the innards of the perfect

life, we never tried

to see what she

was really feeling, always dealing with the keenly edited

eagerly feted illusion

and now, now this fervid delusion

has been her undoing

while we wring our empty

hands tainted

knowing that

we never asked



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13 Responses to miss perfect no more

  1. chiaink says:

    Powerful. I wonder though if asking would yeild an honest answer. People wears masks for a reason. Often it’s to hide from themselves even more than others.

    • Eileen says:

      yes. we hide from ourselves even what others can see……..our shadow

      I was doing some inner dream work with a Jungian spiritual director. Didn’t want to admit that what I was seeing was true. Visited my mother who was in a nursing home with advanced Alzheimer’s. Her recent roommate had never spoken, in fact appeared comatose.
      I was sitting holding my mother’s hand silently arguing to myself that I surely wasn’t like what I was discovering. The roommate pushed herself up on her elbow and looking directly at me said, “You aren’t who you thought you were, are you?” Before I could even react, she lay down and seemed unconscious again. She never spoke to me again or showed any awareness of others present in the room and she died in about a week.

      Hmmm. I guess the spirit can speak through anyone at anytime. I gave up on trying to fool myself. 🙂

  2. SirenaTales says:

    Very true, Chia. Thank you very much for your insight, and your support. xo

  3. Eileen says:

    …always dealing with the keenly edited eagerly feted delusion
    Wow…..so real……so universal……so sad………

    • SirenaTales says:

      Thank you so much for being here, Eileen, and with your generous support. Special thanks for the amazing story you share above in response to Chia. Wow. You took my breath away. Yay you for being so brave and acknowledging your shadow. So inspiring!
      Hugs to you….

  4. kanzensakura says:

    Very moving and incredibly powerful. it is hard to be brave enough to take off ones mask and accept what is behind it. It is hard to be kind enough to look behind someone else’s mask and let them know they are loved regardless. I know there are things I don’t let people see or know because I’m not sure if it will scare them, make them walk away….indeed, that sometimes we do not ask. just made me sit back and take a deep breath, this poem did. I am awed.

    • SirenaTales says:

      You are such a courageous soul, Kanzen. I am honored and humbled by your comment. Thank you for expressing your experience so honestly…you speak for me, and so many others, too, who have masked ourselves in the hopes of not scaring folks away (admittedly sometimes those masks may have been helpful). Still, what say we doff our masks and dance wildly on them :)?! Your support means more than I can ever adequately express. love and hugs

  5. Luggage Lady says:

    How deftly you bring us to the root of our humanness: that deep desire to “appear” to have it all! One whose existence forges meaningful impact, who enjoys a plethora of fulfilling relationships, untold career success, perfect family, etc. — and yet??? Nary such a soul exists! It’s truly heartbreaking to think of the lengths many (myself included!!) have gone through to tweak, refine, embellish, tone down — constantly editing ourselves until perhaps we don’t even recognize who we are anymore…

    Such profoundly beautiful and thought-provoking writing, Chloe! Makes me want to twirl and shout, “Here I am in all my imperfect glory…take me or leave me!” Ha! And then I hear that ever-present critic in my head frantically saying, “Too much, too much! Dial it back a bit, little lady.”

    Thanks for this loving reminder to embrace and admit our flaws so that maybe, just maybe another struggling soul might consider lowering their guards in our safe harbor… Love you so!! 💕, LL

    • SirenaTales says:

      Oh, noooooooo! Please tell me you will NEVER AGAIN “dial it back a bit,” LL. Your effervescence is such a tonic, a rare and vitalizing one. It makes me feel better, hopeful, just knowing you are out there in all of your eloquent, compassionate, funny glory.

      As always, I am deeply grateful for your wisdom and and honesty, e.g.: “It’s truly heartbreaking to think of the lengths many (myself included!!) have gone through to tweak, refine, embellish, tone down — constantly editing ourselves until perhaps we don’t even recognize who we are anymore…” So true.

      Shine on, baby. And mille grazie. XOXO

  6. diahannreyes says:

    Not sure if this is referring to someone specific but I bet that a lot of people can relate to this. How could one have not have known or noticed? But often it really wasn’t possible. Beautiful poem, Chloe. xo

    • SirenaTales says:

      You are a seer, Diahann. That’s not really news, but it struck me again after musing over your perceptive comment. I did believe I was writing this poem in recognition of a number of folks (including myself), but then suddenly recalled its applicability to someone I loved and admired long ago who disappeared under the awful, suffocating weight of the “masks.” And I realized that this recurring theme has sprung from that long ago experience.

      Thank you for helping me understand my own work more deeply. What a gift! xxo

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