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Perfect, Not Perfect

 

Behind closed doors when the curtain closes,

Too many voices screaming through

A few rooms extend to that of a million losses

All they are obsessed with what was never true;

Stumbling back falling in the globe of fake smiles

Every bit so damn perfect ,never fails to leave cue,

Expectations running ahead a million miles

Leaving to deal with a state of Black and Blue!



Falling back again ,pretending what we never saw

Still making alive through thick and thin

Invisible scratches on the pale skin, they like to draw 

Hiding away from the world, away in the ripped jean.

Perfect ,ever been so damn perfect

Now it's scary to be the odd one out;

Just like the fortune cookies burned beyond baked

Never gets old what the fuss is all 'bout!


That distant world of constant criticism

All they do is judge at the first sight

Breaking up the bars of the good old prison

Who ever returned unstained from such a fight? 

An unhappy generation with  happy pictures

Ashamed of a broken heart hidden behind the laughing face;

An uncanny mixture of the furs and scars

Smiling again from the glam room with glowing lace.


All that seems real of what is truly fake

Perfect images clouded back on the dreamland

Never appearing on what is crystal clear as a lake,

Like playback singers in a band;

Bruised emotionally yet way too strong

Not just to get over with it now

'Cause the issues have grown as big as King-Kong

But to get on with it 'til it gives a bow!

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