Perfection

Searching for the unknown, Always looking for something more, Never being satisfied with what’s been shown, Unwilling to give up until you soar. The dissatisfaction in your life, Always leads to your sadness, Causing you nothing but strife, Bringing you closer to the brink of madness Trying to find a nonexistent perfection, Searching until the day you die, The want and need spreading like an infection, Nothing is right when you start to cry. Whispering softly to those you love, As perfection escapes on the wings of a dove