I dont want to be your perfect daughter
I wont be, cant be, sick of it
I dont wanna be anyone's idea of perfect
not even mine

Why do I need to be pushed around
Everything I do for you is wrong
when I'm not doing a thing inappropriate
you make up lies and obsessions for me
I dont wanna be anyone's idea of perfect
not even mine

You don't understand me
No one could penetrate you either
Everyone is numb to everyone else
I dont wanna understand you or anyone
not even me

Perfection is no one's, perfection is not me
Comprehension is beyond everyone
Comprehension you can't see
not even me
Writings of Kablija 5
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