Poem -

Perfect doesn't exist...

Let the wind whistle through my empty cage
Let my still heart come back to life to a compelling rage
Let's  not follow the social trusted and become a slave
Let's turn our heads, forgive and forget and accept the brave 

Perfect doesn't exist but yet it's an over used word
I've got questions but I'll just write them to god
I don't lie and I don't hide I only breathe for what I feel is mine
Perfect doesn't exist
Perfect doesn't exist 

Let my hello tell the people that we are breathing in time
Let my body speak that I don't hide and I'm still here full of pride
Let's not follow the masses and live our life frustrated and worried
Hello mr insecurity With my thoughts you are dead and buried

Tell them if I fall I shall see what I've left behind and that is my loving kind
Freedom was my friend and now I stand side by side with my preacher
My stories are in my skin and the pages are in my eyes with my scars
My enemy was my ignorance to think that I was fearless and nothing less than perfect but I've learned that...

Perfect doesn't exist but yet it's an over used word
I've got questions but I'll just write them to god
I don't lie and I don't hide I only breathe for what I feel is mine
Perfect doesn't exist
Perfect doesn't exist...

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