More

We all like more, right?
More is better afterall.
But we also enjoy being satisfied,
By a choice, a meal, or even a friend.

What if want was not a choice?
If desire had no off switch.
Frustrated any time you cannot have,
That next toy, slice pizza or time with a friend.

What would it be like,
Never to feel full or satisfied?
Always craving something more,
Unable to know when it is not better.

Would you lash out,
Would you scream
Throw a tantrum
Or make scene?

I know a girl who lives like this,
Often unable to make us see,
That this lack of more is driving her
To the wilds of the extreme.

I ask God why?
I know the answer,
But wish for more,
A miracle for her.

Until then I will care for her
Try to help her trust,
In wisdom of those around her,
To know how when is enough.