Sometimes in life, we do so many things, only to realize when we stopped to think, that all was for naught.
We try so hard, we put in so much effort, we hold on to that last piece of puzzle, but in the end is it all worth it?
As we come to a time in our life, we realize we were just contradicting ourselves,
and that everything was just a lie, a a facade,
Emotional or too sensitive you might say, but isn't it all just so true?

Some put on a suit,
a suit that will mask all the rotting reality that's kept within it,
the suit is elegant, the suit is glowing,
but deep down, right underneath all those glamorous facade,
is it all that desirable and glam?
Is this really the reality we should have seen?

Sometimes if only we would stop to think,
if only we thought carefully about many things,
if only we knew,
nothing is perfect,
if only we knew,
that imperfections could be perfect...
if only...