Perfect Imperfection

Perfect Imperfection 
Lost amidst the crowd 
All in the search of my reality
I thought I know who I am
Boosted about my exploits
Pleasures that brought quilt 
Moments that pierced through my soul
Thought I had it all together

I got deeper
Couldn't find myself
All became dim
Can't see far
Losing sight
Couldn't see the light
At the end of the tunnel 

The journey became weary
Had no place to call home
No friend to call my own
I struggle as i couldn't make this walk on my own
I needed a saviour

The one that will fix my sight
Light my path
And walk with me through it all -Ayo Obi

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