I'm imperfect this much is true, but how much more I'm i than you?
My heart bleeds, it’s true, I’ve been hurt, disrespected and disappointed ,but what about you?
I have sleepless nights, depressing days, my heart seeks justice, my heart seeks love , and what about yours?
Your flashy car does not impress me, i don't see anything worthy in you ,because you’re all about you.
What about them designer heels and bags, your expensive phone and your flashy wrist watch, the most you could have is the world, well sorry that sounds as empty as you .
The same man you so desperately showcase, has been knocking on my door. What more do you have to show me? Your ego is as trashy as you.
See the problem we have is opinion, you call me poor, but in truth i think that’s you
Its true i struggle, its true i’m flawed, but i’d rather be flawed than cold-hearted ,unfeeling and perfect like you.
