Though I am, and forever shall be imperfect,
There is someone who takes those 'faulties'
And turns them into quirks.

Though I am, and forever shall be impossible,
There is someone who takes those 'quirks'
And turns them into fun.

Though I am, and forever shall be quiet
There is someone who takes that 'fun'
And turns it into a game.

Though I am, and forever shall be easily pleased
And eagerly smiles,
There is someone out there
Who accepts it all as a *game.