I’m perfect

You’ll never get a second shot at me

But I must admit, that I acted a bit, when I smiled at my aunt, and her tedious spouse, (but it’s a very big house)

And I know I’m wrong, when I’m passing along, the blame to the one, who’s absent and gone. I mean stop to pretend, that I’m innocent, and start act like a gent

Period and end

Otherwise I’m perfect

Curious and modest – Perfect

Whimsical and focused – Perfect

Logical and balanced – Perfect

I’ll never judge a driver by the car

And maybe once in a while, I happened to lie, about ideas and kind, that I merchandise, implying they’re mine

And it might just look nice, to peel of a vice, like borrowing other men’s wives

But just give me a drink, a smile and a wink, I’ll be yours in a blink. Just stop playing with hearts, it would do for a start

Otherwise I’m perfect

Generous to strangers – Perfect

Responsible and playful – Perfect

Solution oriented, – Perfect

I’ll never be entangled in the past

And I should realize, that indifference like, closing my eyes, at uncomfortable sights, at the news every night, mean it all carries on, and somebody dies, the following night

And why is it so hard, to pick up the phone, give my mother a call, my father a call, tell them how much I care, while they are still here

Otherwise I’m perfect

Confident but humble – Perfect

Funny but not shallow – Perfect

Always moving forward – Perfect

You’ll never get a second shot at me

I should learn to cool down, don’t run all the time, find out how to find, some peace of mind, and not to be scared, by a moment to spare

And verbally too, I need to stay cool, I need to restrain, my language and aim, to connect to the brain, before I start maim

And stop believing that I’m…

Perfect

Why is it so hard to live like a saint

Why is it so dark in this womb to tomb maze

And a pile-up in front of that narrow gate

Why oh why… God I can’t follow the rules