Why am I not satisfied?
I have all I want,
everything I need.
There are people
who have it worse than me,
so why do I still crave more?
Why am I craving time?
I think I’m running out of it.
I feel it slipping somewhere
beneath my skin,
though I am young
and everyone says
youth is endless.
So why do I ache
to see more?
Why do I ache
to be seen?
Maybe there is a hunger in me
that cannot be fed
by gratitude alone.
May 18
May 18, 2026 at 7:57 PM UTC
Why am I not satisfied?
I have all I want,
everything I need.
There are people
who have it worse than me,
so why do I still crave more?
Why am I craving time?
I think I’m running out of it.
I feel it slipping somewhere
beneath my skin,
though I am young
and everyone says
youth is endless.
So why do I ache
to see more?
Why do I ache
to be seen?
Maybe there is a hunger in me
that cannot be fed
by gratitude alone.
