No, I'm not so perfect!
No, I don't have all expertise on its extreme,
Sorry, I'm not the supreme.
I know I'm not ideal,
But I assure I'm real.
Yes in everything I cathect,
Because I'm not so perfect!
No, I don't pass the world's so called beauty standards,
For me it's all like social graveyard.
"HoW tHeY LoOk,hOw ThEy Do ThIs"
Excuse me, but who gave you right to blabber all these rubbish?
In the cram of pluperfect,
I'm not so Perfect!
No, I didn't follow the Generation Z fashion,
Regarding me, I have my own vision.
Will the society will say- I accept,
Even after knowing I'm not so perfect!
Yes I don't have a gracious physique,
But Common guys I'm not the God of Greek.
May be the society don't like my look,
So here I confess I'm a kook.
And claim, I'm not so perfect!
But you know?
There's no other me or you,
The way; the fate we drew!
So can't we just joyfully accept?
~I'm not so perfect!