Poem -

Perfection

What is it that makes us “Perfect”?

Is it the type of car we drive?

The amount of money that we possess?

The number of inches our TV is?

To me, perfection can never be achieved

It can neither be achieved through material objects

Nor through ideals

Those who try to perfect their lives consistently fail

So, instead of trying to “perfect”

Every single aspect of your silly life

Try to live

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