there's a web of lies I've spun-

a refuge , a little home .

hiding behind them , I live

or live to survive,

for the world is a cruel battlefield,

a competition of strength,

which I'm lacking.

All my energy is gone,

it's draining out. in all the lies,

because i need to survive,

and only the perfect survive,

or so they say

- in an imperfect world, everyone wants me 

to be perfect and i want to die

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A/N - You are imperfect, but you are unique, which is more important.

Love 

Insha