Your life is not your own You put on a mask and smile by day, Lowering it and crying by night You want to be cared for, loved by, Acknowledged for your existence It hurts, doesn't it?
Trying so hard to be a single individual in a sea of faces standing out from the rest Trying so hard To be someone youre not
Perfection's just a word, no-one really is. Don't be fustrated, You can't do it all in one go.
Take a look inside yourself, What do you see? Greed? Dreams? Anger? Content? Which parts did you lock up, and which parts did you let go? Forgiveness? Joy? Resent? Regret?
You think again, someones lecturing you about good or bad, what you should do and what you shouldnt. Maybe, Maybe not.
No-one's perfect, and neither are words.