The Smallest Imperfections

by Claraesque

Who can save us from ourselves and the things we hate about who we are? When it comes down to push and shove, can we accept ourselves as merely 'good' or will we strive to be 'great?

No one bothers me to tie my shoe
No one needs this more than you

I can make your life oh so perfect
Just get rid of the smallest imperfections

No one needs to make me work
No one has to make you hurt

I can save all of my deadliest disasters
But I'm left with the smallest imperfections

I don't need to save the world
I've just got to save myself

No one worries about little things
Until all the litle things add up to me

I can solve all of my worries
Lock them up tight in a jar

But what escapes my iron grasp
All the smallest imperfections

I can save almost anyone but myself
From all the smallest imperfections