unfilled

It's almost eleven and I'm hungry as hell, You saw me leave the house for eggs and kale, So why am I am I hungry, after the scrumptious meal, Is it just normal hunger or is there more to the deal? I ate to my feel, but apparently my heart is unfilled My want is crazy, it's almost like it's ill willed. I want more than I can handle, and it's pretty apparent Because if it was easier, it would have come with a current. When love rules, the victims have no chance at winning I am such a victim, and why am I so sad at losing When all along, it was very clear, why did I ignore the signs? I loved and lost but is this should I consider all this fine?