quest for nothing

Seeing some one's face
I find that same old chase,
want for some , and some more
wonder when the day'll come
when more will be no more.

every one runs for better
,gets good, and still wants the best,
but never ends his insatiate quest.
man always climb new ladders
and attains new heights but
so0n regrets in his pity and fright
wonders how to come down
still the wild goose chase of satisfaction never cruse down
man has become a gas balloon with a broken twine
which gets height and high and finally disappears without a sign
every ladder has got a end
must we understand
before our soul get a dreadful descend
one can't get every thing that's true
after all you can't become one WHO CREATED YOU...