Looking Through Cracks

I look through cracks in cemented down floors To try to catch a glimpse of a growing flower This is basically how I look at a lot of things I find diamonds in the rough Perfect guys in wrong situations I am patient My passion never wavering I would water a crack in the ground Just to see what beauty could sprout Having this kind of mind set Having this kind of preference Leaves me lonley and waiting Sometimes I wish I could settle But it just aint that easy Why would I be intrigued By the garden where there are plentiful flowers growing When I can have what's in this crack If I can have my exact type Down to the smile Why would I want anything else Even dispite the situation Dispite how hard my prize might be To achieve I need a challenge Is that so wrong?