Saying I’m perfect
Know that there’s things I can’t correct
Things in the past
present
I can’t stay an angel
I wish I could please you
Wish I could fit the image
You have of me

If I was perfect
I would be able to see
From your point of view
I wouldn’t be so mad
So hurt
I wish I was perfect
Able to trust
To believe.

If I was perfect
I’d be able to win the game
The game of life
Be able to win a name
A name for myself
Able to befriend everyone
Always having fun
I wish I was perfect
Capable of not hurting others
And myself.

If I was perfect
I’d be able to love me
To except who I am
Who I’m becoming

Thinking I’m an angel
Perfect
Something I’m not
I want to be the image of perfection.


Old! Well, It's okay... Hmmm... Could use work....