This Is All That I Am Poem by kendyll brown

and so it came to be
this isolation that i am
i can only look at me
to find the way it all began
this constant confusion
hunger for something more than this
i strive to find this being
that i envision, yes seem to miss
could it be that i am empty?
or maybe a little lost?
could it be that i am lost
or seek happiness at any cost?
this never ending something
that i am living deep inside
despite the illusion of myself
and all i have to hide