Haven't I told you; my dearie 

About this untold universal theory 

Not this Life is only uncertain

but also full of huge imperfections.





If I stand in front of your door

I can listen your roar

Today you're found to be

buried in the deep frustration zone

But do you know that

frustration is your own decision.




Who does not wish to be perfectly perfect

Everyone longs to be an expert

Here nobody accepts to be imperfectly perfect

Which seldom diminish someone's self-respect.





IMPERFECTION is the Foundation 

To design a dire victim of Frustration.

If everyone renounce themselves as imperfectly perfect 

How would this world exist ?