Different eyes

Endless is the seeking, the finding ne'er come. To the many wise, to seek is to be dumb! But yet we seek forever, until we pray to find, a lover worth the effort, passionate and kind. But he'll never love you, for you are not his type. He turn away the flower, for fruit that isn't ripe.  Never should it  matter, the sex of whom you love, said all truthful people, and the gods above. Folly is the seeking, in truth to end the lies. We all seek the same thing, just through different eyes!