[Day Of Silence]

Possibly a new character.



Perfect is a frame of mind,
It's lost to our illusions
Flocks to our dreams
And yet we hold on to it
As something that is real
When all it is, is a lovely ghost
Who follows and whispers in our ears
'Try hard, pray hard, and someday...
You might just be perfect'.
Words so false they shatter hard
Yet every word a power card
To reach for perfection
Is to reach for dimmering smoke.

We are who we are
And who we are we may not like
Change, stay the same
Just whatever you do,
Do it for you.