Perfection

too many doors
too many pathways,
too many options,
you were better off the narrow way,
mind too expanded
you were lookin for a better way,
lookin for a truth you couldnt handle
and these are weathered days,
cloud
sad
depressed
I dunno why so much duress,
I left home moved out west
on my own livin with stress,
wanna dive Under the dress
of the divine and be blessed,
with what?
... perfection - I guess

.redSon