Finding myself

Find myself..
It's an ultimit goal..
Without that part I am looking for..
There is nothing more than a gapping hole...
I can't leave this place..
That traps me under rocks..
They're crushing my bones...
I have places to go..
But I and all my firends are seen as a hoe..
So I can't go...
My heart..
My soul...
That is where my true home is...