A Persistent Illusion
Perfect is just an illusion
We all spend our life in this confusion
We all are good people but it's our personal intuition
Money does not mean success, correct your delusion
"Life is worth living" everyone say but only without sorrowful infusions
Nothing is perfect so don't make painful substitutions
The way up to top is a life of seclusion
People you love might always be working in collusion
Your perfect family life is also your personal conclusion
Therefore wake up Perfect is just an illusion.
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