Perfect 10/15/09

by Priest   Oct 16, 2009


We sit here wasting time, just to be alone.
To reflect on what we've done.
Trying to make sure we are living and doing right.
We focus on whats important to us.
We never want to forget, but how can we forgive?
We scream to be heard, but nobodys listening.
We try so hard to be noticed and loved.
Yet, in this life we still don't think we fit.
We are pushed into being perfect, but how can we be perfect if we just want to be ourselves?

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