Why can’t I be perfect?
A simple kind of thought
I wish I could reflect
To you all the things you taught
I wish I could be all the things you want
The things you say, the things you wish
Those things I cannot flaunt
I’m sorry I can’t be
Everything you want me to be
I wish I could be pretty,
The kind that makes you stop and stare
But I’ll never be that, I’ll only be witty
My brains overcome my beauty
I try to get through all the wear and tear
Of my life, the obstacles I can’t surpass
I’m so tired, I could break
Apart, into a million pieces
Like all the ash
From the fire in my heart
Why do I have to hurt?
When you stand so unaffected
Why must I hate
Who I am because of who you are
Why can’t I be perfect?