Tell me what your dreams were
when you were younger: Fairytales and perfect endings, I suppose.
Did it all come to play? Did you find your fairy godmother or does she exist only in Disney’s world?
Did you find your Prince charming or is he lost in the wild without a compass? Are there even Prince charmings anymore or just charming villains?
Tell me what your dreams were when you grew older: Love and money, I suppose.
Did it all come to play? Did you find the one? How many times did your heart break? How does it feel to realize that love could be a tricky salesperson? How many trickles of tears watered your pillows only to vaporize into thin air?
Did you get that dream job? Are you in the place your mind originally designed? How does it feel knowing adulthood is a crazy up-and-down scale?
Tell me what your dreams are now: Taking life one step at a time, I guess. You now realize that life loves to play pranks— a lot of times, very unfunny ones. Sometimes, dreams die regardless of how much effort you put in to keep them alive. Maybe it’s so to remind us that we are imperfect and to teach us that life isn’t a fairytale. Maybe it’s so to teach us that sometimes, imperfection could lead us to perfection. Or maybe we are just perfectly imperfect beings craving for perfection someday.
Written and Performed by Viano Dee
Instrumental: Days Are Long by Silent Partner
About Perfectly Imperfect
Perfectly Imperfect is a spoken word poem that talks about how life is full of surprises and how things don’t always go as planned either because of wrong choices or simply because life isn’t just having it. It also shows that sometimes, in order to win, failure is necessary. Because failure and pain will teach you lessons you’ll remember when you eventually win. In all of this, we ought to breathe and take one step at a time as we learn from life’s lessons. It’s okay to fail but what isn’t: is not learning from it.
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