Perfection

Perfection. They say nothing is perfect,
So why have it here?
They say never, ever,
So why does it leer?

Perfection. They say it’s not true,
Then why is it used?
Never with truth,
Always has been abused.

Perfection. They say nothing is,
Then why do we know?
What it is,
But never can show.

Perfection. Neither me, nor you,
Never can be,
So why do we know it,
We never can see.

What we go through to gain it,
When it’s not even there,
Through so many things,
When no one really does care.