Imperfection

Imperfection through the eyes of me. Or how I see imperfection.

Nothing is ever perfect
No one is ever perfect
No matter how hard they try
Theres always a flaw

Being perfect is being a lie
Being perfect is not facing the truth
But the truth,
Now that has many flaws

The truth is sometimes hidden in our lies
The lies do tell the truth though in ways that we can't understand.
The mind can't comprehend
The lies we tell, making it possible
To be perfect without a single flaw