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Perfection's Flaw


I thought I knew what it was to be perfect. 

I guess my thoughts were wrong. 

No matter how hard I tried to be perfect 

my indecisiveness was always a different song. 

But now I know that I am different, 

and different isn't always bad. 

For if I went to the land of normal 

All the perfects I thought I knew 

would not be there 

because they are different too. 

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