It's never enough

No, I'm not satisfied
My watery eyes have
Cried?
And?
Cried.
I want this, I want that!
The groans of a spoilt brat.
I need people not possessions.

Alone.

My room filled with a lingering depression.
The love I lack within myself;
My happiness erodes on the top shelf.
What can I do to be with you all?
Phone cards, letters, long distant calls.
It's not enough,
It never is!
I want the old days
Of laugh and play.
I need your presence, personality,
Elements of family.
Mine is big you see not everyone's
Re-la-ted
But by circumstance we're
All
S
E
P
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R
A
T
E
D
.