此詩爲譯作，原文附後。此詩爲口語化詩歌。
完美思辨
有些事情值得思考，
比如完美的生活從來就不存在。
只是從來就不存在而已，
並不是誰造就不完美的生活。
那個擁有最新款手機的富家女孩，
她的父母每天都說她是廢物；
那個擁有完美身材的模特，
她因好幾天吃不進食物而進了醫院；
那個擁有成千上萬粉絲、風頭無兩的球場健將，
他在學業上一敗塗地；
那個擁有最美微笑的美麗女孩，
有人得從她手裏奪下她傷害自己的刀子。
我們看他人就象是看商店櫥窗裏的人體模特，
或者是小說中的勇猛角色，
都是一些不真實的東西。
優雅、美麗、毫無瑕疵，
那些是我們用來描述他人的詞語。
但，那常常不是我們自己本身，
因爲我們知道自己生活的真實面目。
我們知道生活從不完美，
就象我們不在我們臉上寫上：
“我想自殺。”
“我被欺負了。”
“我被拋棄了。”
“我覺得自己不夠好。”
你看，人們喜歡把生活中最好的一面展示給別人。
但是，
也許可以，
可以等一下，
在你在網上炫耀你擁有的金錢之前，
在你炫耀你剛買的時尚衣衫之前，
在你跟別人攀比之前，
在你負疚，爲自己的不完美而黯淡神傷之前，
也許可以閃過一個念頭：
爲什麼？
爲什麼我們要感覺有此必要？
爲什麼需要這樣做？
爲什麼我們要向他人上演一場秀，
縱使這場秀距離真相已太過遙遠，
爲什麼要追求完美，
當生活從來就不意味着完美？
因爲你知道嗎？
人們混淆了完美和優美。
優美的事物從不完美，
正是不完美才造就了優美。
原文：
Something to think about, there is no such thing as a perfect life.
It's simply not a perfect being,
That was not how it was made.
That rich girl who got the latest phone, her parents tell her she's useless everyday.
That model who has the perfect body, she was in the hospital because she stopped eating for days.
That jock who has over thousands of followers, he's failing classes right to left.
That pretty girl who has the most beautiful smile, someone had to take the knife away from her so she would stop hurting herself.
We see others as mannequins in a shop window, or as the brave character in a novel, something that isn't real
Poised,beautiful,flawless,those are words we would use to describe other people,
Yet usually not our own,because we know our lives as what it is,
We know it's not perfection,like we don't write on our faces.
"I want to kill myself".
"I'm getting bullied".
"I just get dumped".
"I don't think I'm good enough".
You see, people like to put the best part of their lives out to everyone,
But maybe for one second,
Before you post about the money you have,
The latest clothes you just bought,
Before you compare yourself to someone else,
Before you look at yourself mourn about all the imperfection,
Maybe for one second ask yourself WHY?
Why do we feel the need to do that,
Why do we need to do that,
Why do we need to put up a show for others to see,
Even though it's way too far from the truth.
Why would we need to make a perfect when life was never meant to be something perfect?
Because you know what?
People mix up the words perfection and beauty.
Something beautiful is never perfect,
The imperfection is what makes it beautiful.