You say I’m perfect,
In every single way.
A single error you cannot detect,
But that’s just what you say.

The truth is I’m nothing more than a fake,
A liar by any means.
I’m a pond pretending to be a lake,
I’m hiding from all my fiends.

How can I be sound,
When I have so many fears?
My flaws are so profound,
They’re spelled out in my tears.

It’s always nice to pretend,
But someone will always know.
So my reputation I must defend,
I can’t take another blow.