Imperfectly Perfect =]

Imperfectly perfect
As she sits all alone
Writing her songs
Titled 'love me simone'

An outcast in society
A mess in her mind
But to me I see her
As one of a kind

I watch her each day
In exactly the same place
She sits on her own
With no smile on her face

Soar over the mountains
Swim under the sea
Just maybe one day
I can set you free

One day she stood there
Feeling lonely and c r a p
only to look up and
see herself looking back

imperfections make you one of a kind =]

xxx