In my youth
The mirror reflects
Years of regret
As a young man
I turn away from looking
To forget
Every angle of neglect
Showing
A lonely
Old man
Staring back at me
Shattered in many pieces
The truth
Revealed
Imperfect
Imperfection has never been a crime
Today it seems that to seek perfection is sick and vain.
The truth holds a great weight casting a fear onto many
But look around to seek the darkest and brightest sectors of the world
There is so much injustice to be discovered
Turn away if you are afraid of reality
Sometimes
Bad Things Don't Happen
Imperfection has never been a
Imperfection has never been a crime
Today it seems that to seek perfection is sick and vain.
The truth holds a great weight casting a fear onto many
But look around to seek the darkest and brightest sectors of the world
There is so much injustice to be discovered
Turn away if you are afraid of reality
Sometimes
Bad Things Don't Happen