I'm Incomplete Poem by Laura arwen

I will always
be incomplete and
unhappy because nothing
can satisfy me
completely
Sometimes I feel
incomplete because I
don't have a
boyfriend
I'm definitely incomplete
without a guide
I have to
find the right
balance between myself
and the world
In some rare
occasion I want
to speak all
the languages
I am terribly
anxious to come
to my autonomy
I'm an idiot
to think of
being infallible
Maybe one day
I can get
drunk
I'm incomplete if
I don't listen
to exaggerations and
fixations
Maybe it is
a sin or
a crime to
be incomplete and
be for the
rest of my
life
Perhaps I merit
of being incomplete
I will always
be incomplete
I think it's
a big gain
if I remain
incomplete
I feel more
complete if I
buy something everyday
I feel very
irritated to be
incomplete