There has never been a time for me that I feel more lost than now
I work so hard at finding me, but I can't figure out quite how

Am I loving? Am I caring? Do I have a gentle heart?
I'm so lost right now, no idea where to start

Can I love? Can I hate? Can I live? Do I learn?
To find this all out is for what I yearn

Do I want to love? Do I want to be alone?
These are things I long since should have known

I am hurting with my heart full of tears
What have I done so far to survive all these years?

When I go to bed and I cry
Do I really wanna die?

How can I find out all these things?
Have you any idea the frustration it brings?

I would rather live my life searching for a reason why
Than live my entire life protected by a lie.

Great questions.

Good job on getting the frustration of "being blank" across.

Thanks, I wrote that a couple years ago.. I consider it one of my best poems, though I have many more that others say are better.

Nice job on the contemplation and answering yourself. Good write.

"I would rather live my life searching for a reason why
then live my entire life protected by a lie"

now you have me thinking...great write

Thanks... That last stanza'a point was to make you think, or make me think...

Thanks everyone... I'll share another poem soon.