Perfection is Imperfection

You can always find her inside a black hole that's her world. In the far end of teh hole, you see two different roads... In one there's light. The other one is black as the main one... If she chooses to go into the one that's lighted up, she's happy. She already learned that. But if, somehow, she steps into the black one, or if someone makes her do that,... Well' it's just one more black hollow... But the thing is: Wherever she is, she can always see a light, far, but truly, and she can only choose to walk to the light...

She's living... Life's a black story, where you do what you want, until someone, or even yourself, makes you go to the black side... But wherever you are, you can always turn back and make things right... But remember... As farer you are of the light, as harder will be get to it... And you can do whatever you want, that I can tell you: You will never be into the light... There will be always bad things to be changed in your life, 'cause nothing's perfect... Not God... Not even Life.