What makes me flawless, you can't watch

What makes me flawless, you can't touch

What makes me flawless are the thoughts in my skull

That dance to a melody that's filled with awe

That builds a world around these foot-tapping jumping thoughts 

for all to see when I let them swing out my jaw 

But some people don't feel awe at all

when they watch my thoughts dance at the ball

With a melody filled with awe

They seem to acquire a face that just screams, "this is bizarre!"

You see

They saw a huge flaw

In the thoughts that dance in my skull

They don't agree with them at all

But that fine

I don't mind at all

People will always find flaws

But you see even diamonds have flaws

and just like a diamond I am flawlessly flawed