Stress for Success

To be perfect, Is to gain respect. To be smart, Is to relinquish my heart. As long as I follow the code, I won’t have to take the wrong road. To speak with diction, To talk without conviction, That is what is right. But that is not what I want to write! I wish to be my own, I live in my own zone. But that cannot be, Obviously, Can’t I see? To be perfect is all I ever need, I have no use to bleed. Social Pressure is everything, Putting my pride in a sling. People behind me can talk, But they can take a walk! I am my own person. They act as though I worsen. I will do as I want And forget their petty thought. I am perfect as I am.