They say no one needs to be perfect
To follow your heart
Be true to yourself
And be dear
They forget to mention
The voices that whisper in your ear
The voices
That keep feeding your fear
You try and do something right
Its either goes well or ends with a fight
I struggle with myself.
Just me and I
I hold in my emotions
They say its not okay to cry.
"Smile, be active and laugh"
"Whats wrong with you? What's concepts do you not grasp?
Some answers are bipolar, some are just plain.
"Great job, im proud"
"Again, you let me down"
Its hard to let yourself be you, when being you usually ends in a frown.
"Dont mess up, keep up the act"
"Its okay, i have your back".
I never know whats right anymore.
Im told to be perfect.
Im told to be plastic.
Im told to be myself.
Im told to be free.
What do you want from me?
Arent i just enough?
Am i perfect yet?
Or do i still need to be buffed?