In this world, I quite honestly think
That there is no such thing as 'perfect'
If there was, I'd be anythin' but that,
I'd be me, Yeah, I'd be me,
Free from social heirarchy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, perfection is a relative term. So, nothing is perfect in that sense. A good poem.