Unknown
Nobody is perfect, Nobody is contentedNobody is happy but pretending to be
I do not know why people or I felt like this
Empty inside out in despite of having things in life.
I loved and be loved,but still hunger with it
I get hurt and broken into pieces couple of times
Picking up every little pieces to mold myself back again
But I cannot find this one thing to make it perfect.
I want to know what is lack
Lack that I need to find to make me whole again
But I do not know what,how,where or why?
Hoping I can figured it out before I die.
Sometimes, I just want to lay down and think
But my mind is busy thinking of emptiness
I felt relax and peaceful
But still don't know what I am thinking of.
Uknown is the word I want to know
Maybe this word can tell and guide me through
I need to lie and pretend and take the risk
Until now,I am swimming in the middle of Unknown.
Do you know what is it?
Can you tell me about it?
I am confused and worried
Maybe it is me,myself is the one I am looking for, to change?
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