the hole in my heart

Somedays,
I wonder If there is anything in the world I would not love.
Others,
I am Lower the Pits of hell.

The hole in my heat is a place for you
the problem is that Until I know what I kneed I can fill it the way I need it to be

When I Find the problem
I will hope That there is a way For me to get it to where it needs to be