"can you imagine? the piper comes callin', death comes ballin', i will stop his hand, spread my lips and then tell that reaper-man, to fuck himself, and then, spread arms so wide, scream 'i am free!' just one last time" ...
I don't know what this is, a song, a poem, a screed (i feel like we need a new musical artform called a Screed, half poem, half rant, all mad and emotional and stuff!). But I feel like we all need to feel less perfect these days. This one came fast, whatever that might mean :)
~broomwatr
Perfectionist lost
by broomwatr
i am imperfect
i won't be broken
i always feel tired
never 100
i am imperfect
i will expire
when the weight
pulls the tide
awash to shore
on an island alone
I say these words
"i am imperfect"
i am imperfect
i will not waiver
i will stand taller
answer the caller
can you imagine?
the piper comes callin'
death comes ballin'
i will stop his hand
spread my lips and then
tell that reaper-man
to fuck himself
and then
spread arms so wide
scream 'i am free!'
just one last time
tell everybody yeah
i am gone, but hey
leave the lights on
maybe they will all say
we are imperfect
so unrefined
we came alone
across the ice
over the seas
through the caves
naked creatures
biding our time
lost in the trees
maze undesigned
we spin the wheel
swim in the stains
never fully sure
from whence we came
always calling out to
some perfect beings
one hundred thousand years
in a fucking grind
naturally flawed
yet here we are
its still our time
if we say it
if we scream it
maybe we can all
believe it and say
"i am imperfect"
sometimes I rage
feel like a rat
stuck in a cage
of my own design
my own remind
i am imperfect
i am imperfect
say it with me
i am imperfect
i won't reach some
level of perfect
designed by minds
infinitely imperfect
we see the cracks
we share the load
help the species
keep in the know
go find your friends
while you still have time
screw all the scars
show them proud
dust off the burns
remove the shroud
feel the pulse
our dna yearns
toward decay
all on replay
out in the gray
whisper it out loud
or shout to the clouds
but make sure you say
"i am imperfect
we are imperfect
we are imperfect
and will always be'"