What is it

To be sorrounded by all those that you love

In the place you’ve learned to love so much

But in your time of need

In the time you long for a hug

For that shoulder to so freely cry on

You don’t know who to call?

To be deprived of comfort

Even though you seem so comfortable

To be scared of what’s next

Even though you seem to love your life.

What is it

To feel like you should love this life

When you don’t?

To be given what’s good (to be nourished)

Yet to be unsatisfied (malnourished)