Perfect People

Perfect people don’t wander alleys
Perfect people aren’t found in valleys
Perfect people are nowhere to be found
I guess we are bound
To fail

High and low
Beyond where the wind can blow
I have searched and not found
A perfect person

It is hard to except
That we can’t be perfect
At everything

But the key to keep in mind
Is that we must be kind
To all that we see
Because
Everyone is doomed to fail