We all want to be perfect
But is perfection even real?
And if it is,
what's the big deal?

Why should we be perfect?
Why would we want to?
Just so we could feel good?
Oh, if only you knew

Being perfect isn't necessarily good
In fact, it's the worst
People think of it as a blessing
But little do they know, it's a curse

Perfection costs
Want to be skinny? Skip a meal
Want to be happy? Take a pill
It doesn't matter anymore if you're real

So what's the big deal with perfection?
Why would you want to be something you're not?
Because perfection doesn't exist
But that's just a thought