I don't want your perfect life,
Not if it means I'm unhappy.
I'd much rather keep my 'broken' life,
Where I can strive to do the things I like.
I can do the things I want,
And I can set my own personal goals.
In a perfect life where I'm given everything,
What if I don't want it?
It's important to be happy,
Even if others don't like it,
Or if it's easier to do the other thing.
Don't follow someone else's dreams for you,
Make your own, and fly,
Everything will turn out okay,
As long as you are happy, things will be good.

I don't want your perfect life,
Not when mine is perfectly fine,
I know that it's broken,
But it's perfectly so.

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I kind of got the idea for this poem from a song, called Perfect Life by Red. It probably doesn't make much sense... Sorry...

I should get some sleep now, seeing as it's 4 in the morning, oops... Bye-Bob