I know I am not perfect.
My imperfections you are quick to detect.
Being perfect has never been and will never be my aim.
To you that means I will always be a disappointment and great shame.
I am happy with the desires and goals that I reach and fulfill.
You're over ambitious and a perfectionist who has lost the true meaning of life and everything that is real.
In my failures I don't loose, I succeed and achieve.
But you'll never get it neither will you ever believe.
You want me to always be there for you and give you what you want.
But you're never there for me, my simplest wishes you never make an effort to grant.
I can never be the person you want me to be.
Because no matter how hard I try, you will never see any value in me.
Your attitude towards me is always full of jealousy, spite, hypocrisy and malice.
Good thing I know I can always make the wise choice.
Your friendship is toxic and unnecessary.
I can't even tell if you're my real enemy or fake ally?
