filling it, feeling it

Is there more to life than this? Is there any other possibility than my current reality? Am I just avoiding the unknown? What if there is more for me out there... Things I feel, but I don't know how to explain. What is the difference between what you have and what you could have? How do I know I've got everything I'm supposed to? Am I supposed to rest now? Maybe I should tell you all the things I hate about my life, maybe you could tell me they are quite normal for everybody. Maybe for just one second we can go back to the past and pretend we knew we had everything to be happy back then. Because I'm sure I had everything I should have for those moments... But, you see, those moments are gone. Now I've got a bunch of things I wanted, a bunch of things I don't need. I see the people I don't like. I miss the people I loved. I'm empty because I'm shallow... I used to be deep, but I lost all space fighting against myself... for all the things I have, things I surely don't need.

People I surely don't need.