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Perfectionism's fine dancer I am no more That is not what I was put on this earth for I am not here to ace every test, to always get 100, to always be the best. I am here to experience Life's ups and downs To fall flat on my face To fall hard on the ground To make mistakes But still learn To discover who I really am For that I truly yearn Life is not linear It should not be overthought Trying to perfect it Your brain starts to rot Depression sinks in Lose yourself in a fog Lose joy, lose yourself in a suffocating smog. Alas I surrender I shall fight no more A world with so much to find So much more to explore.
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Oct 29, 2017
Oct 29, 2017 at 10:13 PM UTC
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Perfectionism's fine dancer I am no more That is not what I was put on this earth for I am not here to ace every test, to always get 100, to always be the best. I am here to experience Life's ups and downs To fall flat on my face To fall hard on the ground To make mistakes But still learn To discover who I really am For that I truly yearn Life is not linear It should not be overthought Trying to perfect it Your brain starts to rot Depression sinks in Lose yourself in a fog Lose joy, lose yourself in a suffocating smog. Alas I surrender I shall fight no more A world with so much to find So much more to explore.
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Oct 29, 2017
Oct 29, 2017 at 10:13 PM UTC
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