I can see myself disappearing,
Disappearing in the fog,
The fog of the other's dream,
The dreams of perfection,
The perfection which isn't perfect itself,
But it dreams to be.
What you say is perfect,
Is only your perception of perfection,
But perfection is acronical in itself,
Your perception of perfection,
Is just a myth created by you,
Due to your fear,
The fear of scarcity,
The fear of not enough,
The fear of defeat,
The fear of failing,
But what if this fear is gone,
If you become brave,
If you don't want to be perfect,
You'll realize that you're already perfect,
Perfect for the moment you're living,
Perfect for all the things you want to achieve.
The moment is perfect,
The timing is perfect,
The person is perfect,
It's just your perception,
Your perception of perfection.
Your views should not depend on tirades,
The tirades you hear everyday from your superior,
It shouldn't block your view of perfection,
The perfection which you seek,
The perfection which you plead for,
It's just a consternation which is a result of fear,
The fear of failing,
The fear to fall
The fear of not enough,
The fear of scarcity,
If you do something with fear in your mind,
Your actual potential will be a waste,
If you face your problems brave and strong,
You'll improvise not only yourself,
But also your tools,
The tools which won't let fear intoxicate your thoughts,
Your views,
Your perception,
Your perception of perfection