Reflection of Perfection

You focus on what isnt there.
Idolizing what's in front of you.
Programming all that is in your mind.
Creating a vision to fit your mood.

A cracked and broken reflection.
Never just looking and seeing anymore.
Covering blemishes with fabrication.
Sweety, if you don't want me theres the door.

You might as well create a robot.
An image to fit your every mood.
Because it seems that what's perfect to me.
Is highly imperfect to you.