Imperfect
I should've realized
the torture deep inside you suffer every night
all the pain, yet you say you're alright
It's okay to make mistakes. We do it all the time
Though, we don't mean to be so bad
or act so sad. But we do all the time
It's on all our minds
So wipe those tears off your eyes
and tell them 'goodbyes'
Becuase You make mistakes, and so do I
you're imperfect, and so am I