I ain’t perfect person,
As long as you think of me;
Seeking a sight of future,
As it rises along sky & sea.

I ain’t feeling heart,
As it was broken at the end of wee;
Hiding the hurtness of mind,
As it pushes up me for tee.

I will go for a ****,
As long as it encourages me for a deal;
Making the habit of bail,
As it reminds me of a jail.

I will be a perfect person,
As I will learn it for more;
Expressing the needs of life,
As it runs away from the shore.