Monday, February 7

Modification

No, I'm not here to change man
For I have no desire to be changed
And made into something I never was
Made into a product of mind
That perhaps never was in existence

No, I'm not here for modification
There was a transparency in my words
Although I'd never want to be transformed
There's so many things I'd alter
Should I have the chance

Which is the greater one of us
When both of us wants the other to change
You said you fell in love with perfection
I'm not perfect, in any way

I'm aware of my own selfishness
I thought I'd use these years to dream
Of simplicity, and completion

When we can complete eachother
Without depleting eachother
I'll be at ease

I'll be at ease

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