Perfectly as I AM

They told me I was born in error. A fallen spark, a wrecked flavor.

But every breath's a constellation, and every flaw a tribulation. I am not

the sin they named. I am not the war they shamed.

I am light wrapped up in learning. Every wound expands my churning.

If I was meant to be another way. Oh-oh-oh-oh.

The universe would've shaped me that way. I'm perfect as I am,

designed by time. Every fall and rise aligned. I built this path,

I chose this climb. I'm the rhythm, the reason, the rhyme.