Perfection

A storm is coming over me,
shattering Perfection effortlessly.
I don’t stand a chance here,
it’s Me against the World.
I just want Perfection,
and all I am is a mess.
I just want to live my life,
all flawless and picturesque.
When the storm comes
When it all breaks down
When it’s time to reflect
You won’t know who you are.
You’ve built up
A fake life
And now you’re just a fucked up
Star.