Ever feel just empty

I sometimes  get a glimpse of who I am. So busy doing so much. I loose me.
I just want to be accepted,  loved, just having a hard time.  The place might sale and I will leave what ever this place was to me behind. 

I will leave him. The one who just drives by. Occasionally  stops for a five minute  fuck and I don't  see him for months.

All the things I made happen  here despite the  sadness.