Perfect

We go about our lives looking for something that will measure up
To the ideals implanted in our minds through outside forces
Being influenced by what we feel should be, what must be
Never giving much thought to what can be
We let our fears and others push our decisions
Praying that we make the right ones
Hoping for something wonderful
Needing something that makes us feel as if we belong
Something that feels perfect.

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