‘Just wait and see’. A short message by AKidNamedSean

They say practice makes perfect

So to be perfect you must practice but

Perfection is a myth. 

An unattainable goal like

A game that’s unbeatable

A dream that’s unreachable

Its unbelievable though

Because as much as perfection is a myth

You seem to be perfect to me

From your hair follicle to your toenail

Your brown eyes and caramel skin

And the fact that you’re such a saint

But always make me wanna sin

Girl if I could sing I would serenade you

Elevate you to a level and celebrate

The fact that you’re like heaven to me

Happiness like a singing bird in a tree

How good we would be

To my heart I could give you the key

I will trust you if you only believe

This is not a scheme nor am I selling you a dream

Just wait a little

Then I promise

You will see.