What is this world we live in,
Filled with unrealistic monsters
We look at them and see perfection
But do we really believe perfection will bring us happiness?
What is perfection?
How can their be perfection when all we ever want in this world is more
There's no such thing!
Perfection is simply an excuse
An excuse to change who we really are inside
How can we want to achieve something that is so fake and unreal?
