I’m sorry for feeling so perfect with my imperfection.
Forgive me that I have the audacity not to be satisfied.
With the others.
The lesser devil does not suit the lifetime dilemma.
Let me abstain from voting.
Nothing is easy on the eye, no living balm to my heart.
I stay clear of it all, not to let myself down.
Please don’t judge my head, constantly in the clouds.
Don’t blame me for believing, that I deserve much more.