Perfect

My friends tell me

that I am the happiest person they've ever met

 and that they are often envious of my perfect family

little do they know

 the scars on my back too are perfectly shaped

some black and some red

but all hurting the same

and when you come to my room 

every night Daddy, saying 

you will turn me into the perfect woman 

and that I deserve to be whipped 

for being too loud

something breaks in me every night

because one day, I'll grow up and 

find myself a man

and in him 

everyday

I am afraid

I'll see you.