Most imperfections cannot be seen
Much like emotions inside of a dream
Searching for what can't be found
Words are spoken without a sound
Mischievous my heart I am a sin
Floating above I become the wind
A vision of hope transformed by love
Scattering dark clouds that hang above
Spiritual energy I see the light
Surrounded by darkness shining bright
Feeling the real I can no longer fake
A child of destiny I accept my fate
Peeling back layers in search for truth
Balanced I've become from my youth
Too many treasures I long to find
I've mapped my heart to my mind
Buried deep in a fragile soul
X marks the spot I dig the hole
A blister broken battered heart
Passion infinite no end or start
Within the pain I will always grow
Into what I am an Imperfect soul...