angsty poems i wrote like two years ago

missing

Why do I feel so empty?

A piece of me is missing, it's lost now

No idea where it went

I swear I've been searching, but I don't know where it went

I want to have a reason

A reason why I try

All I do now is lay in my bed

As the days pass me by

As one year turns to ten

Please return the missing piece of me

You took a chunk away

What else do you want me to say?

Much of it I've stolen back

But there's that one little piece

That's been locked in a box and lost it's track

Please return it to me

I can't be who you want me to be

I don't need you I'll create my own

And it will be finished one day, that piece I must replace

You're a thief, I have no other belief

It will shimmer like a thousand suns 

It may not be salmon or socks

And I won't keep it in a box

My treasure it will always stay