Perfect

                                  I know they all:

Can smile with perfect teeth

Got knives to rip off my skin

Are living in this toxicity

I know they all



I know they all will turn their backs on me

Give me a reason

So I can trust you

Iâ??m trying hard

But cannot change anything

About the way

I am



The world I live

In here is getting cold

I watch the leaves fall down

Watch myself growing old

Iâ??d like to sleep all the time

But itâ??s hard to ignore

It would be easier if I knew what I am fighting for



The way I am

Everything's disordered

The way I am

In this poor world

The way I am

Everything's disordered

The way I act

In this poor world



I thank you all

For beating and dissing me

For shouting and pissing at me

For being such grateful enemies

For being a comprehensible symmetry