we’re lonely
even when we’re together
waiting for someone
or something special
because what we have
isn’t good enough
we want more
we need more
even though we have so much
we complain
about what we don’t have
we wait for meaning
looking sadly at lovers
at friends
at family
at hobbies
at passions
because it doesn’t feel enough
because someone can write it better
we want an imaginary world
with unspeakable emotion
and dauntless decisions
a true adventure
we won’t get it
but that striving
that yearning
that desire
enriches our souls
truly makes us human
how flawed are we?
to mumble glumly at the world
to look up at the stars and want
how brilliant are we?
to recognize our situation
and think we can have it even better
that’s innate human self-esteem
that’s how much we value us
nothing but better than the best
and I think it’s beautiful