Different Perfection

I have a different view on life. I'm so out of here, they call me an alien spacecraft a.k.a. U.F.O. I have not a heart because I would've died from her icy cold stares by now. Tell me, what am I supposed to do to convince you that I am no human being? I'm a monster searching for an answer to this complex place called our minds. I'm like a rat in a maze trying to find your heart. Every turn I take leads me to another place further away from my destination. Tell me, What am I to you? What light is shone upon me? How perfect are we?