Inside of Me,
is an empty box.
Full of nothing,
and empty of everything.
The pain I should feel,
never inflicts.
The passion I should know,
never shows.
When all else fails,
I just ignore it all.
When someone tries to helps,
I push them away.
I try to hide it all,
with drugs and liquor.
But everyone sees through my plot.
I seem to apathetic,
because I truly dont care.
The way they stare,
and call me heartless.
But I could love and care,
only if I wanted to.
The outside shell,
is hard to break and get into.
The inside shell,
doesnt even exist. |
