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I'm sitting here and I'm wondering, why me?

I just don't understand why

There is no answer to this question

No one even knows what the question really is

It's just something that lies deep inside of me

Inside my soul, inside my dreams, something in me

How did it get there? Why is it there?

I'm sure no one even knows what it is

The description: Something deep, hollow

It is like a hole, a well, except they have a bottom

This is undending, so perhaps this is everlasting?

Can this hollow pit be filled with what is needed?

What is needed? What does my soul and my life need?

Questions bumbling forth and echoing in my mind

Over and over till I just can't bare no more

Confused I feel like I'm stumbling and falling

Blindly searching for something that seems untouchable

Which is actually something I cannot comprehend

What a puzzle, where do the pieces go?

Colors and frames of the pictures are blurred

I can't see clearly, am I even being heard?

My screams seem silenced by those around

Are they dellusional? Can they not see my frown?

Why? Just why and what? Why,what and how?

Does it end? Do they end? Maybe not

Perhaps I will never know, never be what I need to be

Never know what I need to know

Never see, hear and feel what I so desperatly need

But even if I did....How would I know that it was it?

So I will sit here and think

Read, write, dream and try to find myself

Maybe one day, I'll know just what it is to be me

And to have the answers that make me complete.