Poem: Perfection

You try to be perfect
But perfect isn’t enough
You work hard
But you could always work harder
You join so many clubs
Soon it becomes to much
You keep pushing on
You join sports
Until you get hurt
Then you keep pushing on
You try to find new things
Then newer things narrow down
Soon there is nothing at all
In the back of your head
You know your not perfect
But in the end
You have to be