Why Can’t It Be Perfect?
All my life,
I’ve been wondering this.
All my time,
I’ve wasted on this.
I am happy,
But not all the time.
I am happy,
But it’s just not perfect.
Why can’t everything be as I want it to be?
Why can’t I smile all the time?
Why is it so hard to understand?
It’s just not as I want it to be!
Why can’t I talk with him whenever I want,
Without being disturbed?
Why can’t I be with him forever,
In a place all alone?
When I’m with him,
It feels like I’m in heaven.
When I talk with him,
I don’t want him to go, never.
And he doesn’t,
He doesn’t leave.
I’m the one who does that,
I’m the one who live in this darkness.
Sometimes I wish I could just disappear,
To another place.
I wish I could be alone,
Alone with him.
But I can’t just disappear,
Only in my imagination.
It’s just not fair!
I don’t want to live like this!
But that’s how my life is going to be,
It will never be as I want it to.
I won’t get to live happily with him,
Won’t get to feel his love to me.
I’ll live in this darkness forever,
And think about my only happiness, him.
Why can’t it be as I want it to,
Why can’t it be perfect?
- Atia Ijaz
