Creation made from the dirt
Embodies who I want to be
I can forget all the imperfections
I can leave out all infections
Flawless skin or a chiseled jaw
Forget the things that make me
Add the strength I could never wield
So I can see who I’m meant to be
A perfect man whose missing a piece
He has no worries, no struggle, no stress
He has no story or goals of who to be
He has it all, why is that no...