I've lived to know that every spill
Sets of a chain of unwanted events
That nothing good ever comes of it
That's why it's hard to see the beauty of every set back
Cause I've been wired to see only the worst of things
Wired to believe nothing good comes from anything bad
It's made me live in between lines of perfection
Trying to always get it right on my first try
I've lived being terrified of what if it goes wrong
Instead of working my way to up I always worry
Worry that somewhat if I slip I'm definitely going down
Not learning cause I'm to keen to get it right first time
Cause the world doesn't see beauty in our messes
That's why through art we invented new thoughts
For the future needs more dreamers and optimism
Cause its so magical that it can't seem real
The PO£T
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