I have a thing in my head
bickering and beckoning me to be perfect.

every action and thought and phrase and exertion and sequence-
must be perfect.

is it normal to be to be this imperfect?

When it comes to others
imperfection is okay.

because nobody is perfect
                                              I tell myself

To be self-critical is human
its a tentative nature
                                              I tell myself

a liar is what I am.
a vessel of delusions.