What's Left

I see no beauty in perfection Casting stones inside of walls of glass I see the nature in the flaws Embracing what they cast aside And so I run away from all I know Hoping to hide from the light of truth I cower away, I try and say That I don't belong in this noose But they never accepted me for who I was And now I would kill for the chance To escape from this odd reality Caught in happenstance I see no beauty in perfection Sands will shift through the desert of your mind And you will forget the darkness you cause But I exist to remind you Making sure that nothing will blind you I am life I see no beauty in perfection Just natural selection And it just begs the question What is the lesson? I need your confession Through nature's selection Once again I'll ask the question Will you give me an answer? What is the lesson? Scream it for me! Tell me what I need to hear! I need to feel the pulse of the city Beating through the winds of change I need to know what the point is I need to know Do I exist in vain? I see no beauty in perfection Through the moments suffering!