Perfection

if there's a yesterday

I'd make my mistakes 

my failures yesterday

lead a perfect life today 

all the time

a perfect future ahead 

a perfect job I'd have

perfect children I'd get

always a correct act 

no wrong word said

acting always in line 

no mistake is mine

not one's mine

perfection is my wall 

the wall I have to climb

just to make a mistake 

a mistake that's all mine

'cause perfection can kill 

kill the soul within

a life that doesn't live 

is one that doesn't excist

is one with nothing to give

(c) JR. ninetees