I'm still in search.
Not sure what I'm searching for.
But I know that I haven't found it yet.
Maybe, I'm searching for myself.
I am incomplete.
There's a void, a hole, an emptiness that I can not grasp.
Is it fulfillment?
But what would make me feel fulfilled.
Is it accomplishment?
All the accomplishments put together don't seem to be dense enough to fill the void.
Is it love?
Love has has give the power to others who made the hole the even larger.
Is it trust?
Those closest to me have taught me that humankind can't be trusted.
Is it happiness?
But what is happiness for me?
Is it the moment?