When I was created,
broken into a form, I know who I really am
The capital made me unique,
it's an insult if you mistook me for someone else
So real, so original, still so incomplete
It's not supposed to be ready
I fiddle, I blunder, I collect myself lessons
I'm allowed to change, I have to grow,
develop when something is missing
I have to challenge, question, there's already enough of gray mass in the world
I can't fool myself, I accept the person who stares at me in the mirror
I can quit acting,
all the other roles are taken
I can't be anyone but myself
You still stay beside me
I always do something stupid
I fiddle and mess around
Still I do for you
I'm perfect enough,
perfect enough
perfect enough
We have survived of battles and the weekdays aren't so stable, either
You distinguish me from those others and no one else like me exists
I see the same also in you,
your smile behind the grief and pain
But they built the package strong,
specialty and difference are only good things
Your personality, your nevuses,
worries and even the worst sides
make you complete,
no need to be ashamed, they make you what you are
You have seen me at my weakest
and you do know who I am
I must've done something right
when you're still along
I can't be anyone but myself
You still stay beside me
I always do something stupid
I fiddle and mess around
Still I do for you
I'm perfect enough,
perfect enough
perfect enough
I always do something stupid
I fiddle and mess around
Still I do for you
I'm perfect enough,
perfect enough
perfect enough
perfect enough
perfect enough