don’t know about you, so i’ll talk about me

so often i see what i want to see, as opposed to reality

i see someone and think i see signs of a life that’s together

all the words rythme

i get these notions and pick out the parts that reinforce the illusion, this is how it starts

then i switch seats and pretend it is me and i’m doing all the things that i think i see

then when i almost have the model complete, my example screws up and doesn’t land on their feet

and once again my perfect example is crushed and reality sets in and i realize my perfect example doesn’t exist

we all have our problems and twists and my time is better spent accepting the mess that i often am and little by little trying everyday to be a better man

perfect is for rainbows…………………………………………………………… and i can’t make them