Perfection Poem by Vincent Wong

All of my dreams have been tossed into the illusion of perfection.
From the aspiring serenade of youth, my heart yearned for these beautiful lies.

Dragged by pride, I attempted to find some truth in fiction.
How many dreams will fall short before I take this blindfold off my eyes?

These self purported expectations created for some one elses satisfaction,
are nothing but hollow fantasies, where the only thing that happens to them is die.