Some people are complex ,
Not the same as all the rest .
We live in obedience ,
yet some striving for existence .
Incompletion is a condition ,
Causing longing for affection .
Deteriorated through years of pain ,
so much more worth living and to gain .
Feeling keeps you sane ,
Yet we are but mundane .

I'll be whole again ,
Sometime sooner than then . . .