Being Perfect

What is perfect? Do we understand what it really means Is it a standard, a longing or just another pipe dream It can make you so frustrated and sometimes even scream Is it just behaviour or a feeling to get it right Can we ever let it be finished to give us shear delight I struggle to achieve this, to be happy just for me Sometimes being that perfect is where you want to be I find it hard to reach that level and want to give it up You keep searching in your soul incase you don’t measure up Does everyone else see it, this struggle I endeavour Will I never stop looking? Or is this with me forever Am I trying to please someone other than myself So when is it all over, I can be put back on the shelf Is there such a perfect something that can make you happy Will I ever look and think you have done enough And have reached the end here’s your happy Valley Don’t keep looking, thinking it’s still not finished Cause your heart, your soul will simply just diminish Try to see you have done enough, the journey is over Try be satisfied, happy and feel warm all over You were already perfect in every way So put away the rule books and stop the judging Open your heart and be more trusting.