I'm looking for something
But I'm not sure what it is
There's this nagging voice that keeps ringing in my head
Nothing is out of place
Everything is perfect. As perfect as perfect goes.
But the buts keep coming.
Everyday is becoming more of a dread.
Nights, in anticipation of days, are just depressing.
Days pass in a blur.
Something is missing. I don't know what it is.
It's only at times like this, in the quiet of the night and the kids are fast asleep, that I remember that I'm missing something.
I wonder what is it I'm looking for.


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