This world will never be perfect…
Until I’ve walked a year in your shoes
Forget the mile or the hour
As that mile could be the easiest mile
That hour could be your happiest hour..
This world will never be perfect…
As my perfect is different to your perfect
My perfect could be OCD
Your perfect could be the opposite and totally annoy me
This world will never be perfect..
As what perfection I see
Maybe different to what you see
So this world will never be perfect..
Well not in my eyes..
Even if we met in the middle,
Someone would be unhappy
And ruin our perfection
That we have agreed on
So…
I’ll just have to make my life as perfect as I can make it
In my little bubble,
Or like a perfect rain drop that sits on a rose, for that’s my kind of perfection..