Oh how I wish to be perfect
To do the right thing
But in a life of so many twists and wrong turns
And days when endless lessons
Seemingly never are learned
Oh how I wish to have an idea
Something so plain
yet something so clear
Not pie in the sky
Or with question of why
Oh how I wish just to be me
That agrees with the times
But with me being free
Oh how I wish to be perfect
But what’s the right thing?
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from nothing to something in such a short time
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