I crave perfection
I need to be perfect
Or I am a failure
My life is a ballet
Never quite getting something right
And repeating it over 50 times until I do
I am not the prettiest
I am not the nicest
I am not innocent
I could be perfect for you
If you would just give me a chance
There are scratches all over my body
Where I hope to let my black wings free
And be who I want to be