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?
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