In a world where everyone is perfect, nothing is a mess and everyone is organized, you and you are a wild mess where nothing is ever organized and everything isn't perfect we are a canvas splashed with different colors of paint a painting that doesn't make sense we are a tricky math question the one you can never seem to get right we are layers of broken pieces of glass and so much more but I and you mixed we create a beautiful canvas with all of the right colors and shapes we are an easy math question the one that you fly through we are layers of perfect and we are fixed together so me and you we belong in this too perfect world, we belong because are beautifully imperfect in a world of just perfect.