It feels like it's been there from the beginning

Like a fragment of my mind is missing 

Makes me feel unappealing

Constantly scared of revealing

The emptiness of my soul

When everyone else seems whole

Determination, passion, goals

Visions of what their life will be like when they get old

I feel like I've made every mistake

However I know there are more to make

I'm trying to learn how to give

Because I only really take

I'm trying to learn how to love

Because so far most of it's been fake

Artificial but not intelligent 

I'm selfish and insecure it's so prevalent

Why did it take so long for me to notice?