Perfect Image

I don't know how it happened
In a glimpse, it was there
Never had a moment to comprehend
Not a chance to see clear

A perfect image painted before me
The very definition of what perfect should be
Everybody fighting for it
Given to me without even asking for it

But why am I so scared
Why am I even afraid
It's the thought of what will happen
Cause in the future, I know nothing

I want to make the most
But I'm afraid to get hurt
With me knowing you'll not stay
I'll soon get tired of waiting for that day