Perfection.

Pressures of perfection plague her.

Each tip of the scale gives her temporary hapiness

Reflection; distorted by her icons, she hates what she sees.

Forced to cover her tears with her mask of happiness

Covering her true insecurities

The mirror dictates her thoughts, clouding her mind.

Imperfections; they cloud her mind pushing her to the brink.

Over and over. She tries to save herself from the grip of society

Nobody has noticed her despair, the pressure of perfection

-Rachel.