Let's Be Perfect

He stands at your toes on this barren night,

And you decline all dreams given to you.

You’ve been awaken with all that surrounds you,

And he’s noticed everything in sight.

 

Nothing’s making sense anymore.

He just wants to be your perfect stick of glue.

And these lies seem to give and give to you;

Give to you more clues than ever before.

 

As the darkness hits our eyes,

The light in you has been given to him.

Always wanting to be the perfect sin,

He only wants to be your perfect prize

 

He’ll be your perfect stick of glue.

I’ll be your perfect stick of glue.

 

Reviews

[Chelsea Elizabeth]

Interesting piece. I like the rhyme scheme.