That someone

a girl who's just trying to find her someone , who she thinks will understand her .

I know , I’m a very complex person trying to find
What I want?
Who I am?
What I can do ?
And still I fail,why?!
I’m just a hopeless , pathetic , cupid ,dumb girl ,
Who’s just trying to find herself in this ,
Curial, ridiculous, heartless world, in this depressing city.
Don’t even have the right to find someone who she believes understand her
Yet , she kept hoping ,
I want to live my life in my way,
But can’t
My restrictions making it hard for me to be free,
Making me choke ,
My hopes were dead
Yet , I still kept hoping and hoping
To be free someday I’ll be free,
Free to do what I like ,
I love.
Hoping that someday she will find her
That someone