Sometimes I wake up and wonder,
What is it?
What am I lacking?
Why do I feel so incomplete,
Like an unfinished jigsaw puzzle,
A piece of me is missing,
I have always felt this way,
Incomplete...
Empty...
Maybe something is wrong with me,
No...I know there is something wrong with me,
The signs are all there,
For as long as I can remember,
I've known...I've always known,
I just want to be free, Find a place where I can be me,
A place where I belong,
Just trying to find my way,
Piece of mind...
I know I will not find it here,
Not on Earth...
I know I can't talk about it,
No one would understand,
Even I don't know what it is...
But if I were to open my mouth and speak,
To talk about it...
All I could say is,
I'm not happy.