Dancing through life
Skimming the surface
Gliding where turf is smooth.
Life's more painless
For the brainless
Why think too hard?
Is this me?
You're perfect,
You're perfect,
So we're perfect together.
I have come to terms with what I am going through. I will never try to find someone to be perfect with. With each passing day, I become weaker and less able. I don't want to be a burden to anyone.
It is a happy song, no doubt. But there is a sad feeling of regret, loss and resignation when I listen to it.
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