Idea of Perfection

My idea of perfection
is a never-ending quest
of discovering
who I AM.

It’s not a final destination
that comes with a plan.

I’m like an eternal child
playing with the stars
like sand running through
my hands.

If I ever feel lost
I close my eyes,
spin and dance
putting myself in a
hypnotic trance.

I’m a contradiction
to this upside-down land
that turns everyone into
the walking dead with
extinguished lamps.

I refuse to be fooled,
because I always remember
who I AM.