Imperfect Man

There are things I cannot stand
About the things that I do
I try to do what I can
To receive the future that I pursue
I'm not a perfect man.

I know that I have a plan
About the future up ahead
People drew lines in the sand
With thoughts that weren't said
I know I'm an imperfect man.

I want to hide across the land
To avoid all my problems in life
I fight like the desert of Iran
Like two men with strife
I'm the imperfect man.

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