It seems like everybody has a flaw
And we just keep them hidden everyday
So then our perfect “lives” all go on pause
And we wait for them to go out, go away
The time goes by, and there’s nothing to do
Is there a way that this can be undone?
This flaw of yours is officially stuck with you
The perfect life you thought you had is gone
Although it seems bad now, soon that will change
Because soon you will learn how to accept
and you will see your flaws aren’t that strange
And your perfect life has here been restored
Although it’s true, you face it overtime
A single flaw is not, is not a crime