I’ve seen you walking around town,
Holding your head up high,
‘Cos you know they’re looking at you.
But you’re so busy tryna be a tough man
That sweetie you forgot you won’t ever change.
'Cos you've got that perfect imperfection,
And you’re keeping it a secret.
But what you don’t realise is in the end
It’s your best side you’re hiding away.
You like to think you’re a gentleman,
Yet all those broken hearts prove you wrong.
And I like to think I could change you,
Like you’ve changed my world.
If I could only find that perfect imperfection of yours.
'Cos you've got that perfect imperfection,
And you’re keeping it a secret.
But what you don’t realise is in the end
It’s your best side you’re hiding away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you started writing verses..keep on writing soon you will find the perfect tune... you did already a fine write here..keep your good job, just don't loss the words.. Ency Bearis