We're hear anyway?

Whats it really mean to be perfection?
I don't know? Is it in the book of life? What what section?
Cause I am imperfect you're far from the same
So no pointing no fingers no one should be shamed
You say the past ones were destructive
That's what's makes you feel so untrusting
Got your mind in over production
You numb yourself so you don't feel nothing
Now you're with me? It's complicated
I love and hate it
This shit so jaded
Our eyes are rose colored spaces
From lenses down to the framing
We know the tinting is fading
We're just waiting (waiting)