Perfectionist

Just another blemish on the page
Rip it out
Start again
Every word feel like you hollering
Nudges toward correction end in arguments

Cause I can see for myself where I failed
Don’t need help
I don’t have the room to dwell

So what’s it bothering me for
Ain’t no healing in remorse
But you got my head
Spinning
I can’t let go I resort
To using pain as my resource
To fuel my ego I keep on
Acting like I don’t seem phased
When in fact I’m quite afraid

I don’t know why
I can’t just shake it sometimes
Overthinking every dеtail
In a race from my mind
Tell me how I’m wrong for tryna bе right
You think it’s out of spite but I
Can’t fail you
Lord help us

I hate imperfection
I know I’m projecting
Forgive me, I’m desperate