Perfect

Watched by everyone
Stared at
Talked about
"Oh look here come the goody goody"
I hear them say
But little do they know
I starve myself
I have that strive
To look and become perfect
Little do they know
I cry myself to sleep
I tell myself
I'm not worth it
I feel worthless
But yet I'm suppose to be
A "goody goody" or perfect
If everyone knew this
Would I then look
As perfect as they thought?