i laugh as i watch you fall gracelessly from the pedastal i naively placed you upon at first i think you flawless no imprefections mark you or disfigure you but turns out you are full them i think though i placed you up there as a distraction while i tell you all the things you want to hear i cross my fingers and hope to hide all the flaws that ive been trying to hide so jokes on you my inadequete vision of useless perfection