We seem to feel trapped and desperate, yearning for something to fill something empty inside of us.
No one seems to understand what is missing though.
Whether we all want it, or it's unique, different for each individual.
Yet, we seek it insatiably...
Most of the time, looking in places, that does no one any favors.
Yet, we continue on, with hope that if we keep trying, we will be happy and content and that are daily struggles, our pain and suffering, will be for something.
That all of it will disappear, making us forget...
Why we were so unhappy in the first place.