It looked perfect.. the other one didn't.
The perfect one didn't succeed.. the other one did.
The perfect one felt horrible.. the other didn't.
Why can't perfection be treated the same way as imperfection? Why is it that love is greater than strength to him...? Why does the imperfect hate upon the perfect? They don't understand - the perfect are the actually imperfect and what people say is not perfect is actual perfection. Maybe they just like the point... maybe they like hurting what's right. Maybe they are wrong...
What is the real answer?
(For him...)
