Integration.

I was made to observe,
how to fit my mind,
to what I was made to want.

If I did integrate,
what would it be for me,
for it would always be your want,
me calling it my love
of my heart.

I would still be sad,
And question the integration itself,
Entering what you would call,
the dark night of soul.

Hey!
are you telling me
if I don't fit in,
I'm non-existent.