You Are A Perfect Child

You are a very perfect, super perfect, really perfect child.
You must be the most perfect child in the world.

La, la, la, studying and exercising and speaking you do, no trying.
Intelligent and very flawless is just what you are.

I fell in love with easily with your forever seamless voice
That never stumbles over saying any kind of word.

Always managing to best your peers at their own talents
Cheering, courageous as a lion, listen
To all those cheers from everyone you've impressed.
Keep at all of the good work and never slow.

La la, a lullaby will help you sleep and
It will fuel your achievements.
Sing along. Sing with me. Sing this duet with me,
Infallible one, one.

You are a very perfect, super perfect, really perfect child.
You must be the most perfect child in the world.
You are a very perfect, super perfect, really perfect child.
Even without me around, you would be okay now.
You are a very perfect, super perfect, really perfect child.
So happy, so happy, good at everything.
You are a very perfect, super perfect, really perfect child.
I will be there to cheer you on at every turn.

La la la, god incarnate, flawless human
No truancies, the small blossom in the sidewalk crack.
Your lips form words with no effort
But I'm just saying "Gather 'round the perfect kid
And watch their spectacles."

And even so, much time has passed and you are still growing, growing.
Time and your mind will sustain enough to be alive.
Here. Go. I'll always want you to improve
But there's no need. Cute child, up there is where you belong.

La la, a lullaby's soaring just for us.
It's here to fuel my success lust.
So, let's go. Spin and twirl.
You and I can dance forever,
You inerrant child, child
Child, child

You are a very perfect, super perfect, really perfect child.
You must be the most perfect child in the world.
You are a bigger dreamer, high achiever, golden trophy child
Because you need no one to climb the greatest heights.

Over time, the child gained awareness of their flaws
And one day ran far away, away from my sight.
I found the child beaten, bruised, and still bleeding.
But still, I won't forget that the child left me.

Child, child.
Child, child?

I am a very perfect, really perfect, super perfect child.
It was my idolatry that made the child no more.
I am a very perfect, really perfect, super perfect child.
I hope I'll learn from my mistakes, but there's no one to help.
I am a bigger dreamer, high achiever, golden trophy child.
My quixotic standards for the child made them no more.
I am a bigger dreamer, high achiever, golden trophy child.
If only I could turn the clock back, reset, and start again.

I decided to rewrite the song "You are a Useless Child" by Kikuo to fit the darker side of how society views gifted kids.  Below is the original.

 

Song: You are a Useless Child

Artist: Kikuo

Language: Japanese