Inside of Me,
is an empty box.
Full of nothing,
and empty of everything.
Sorrow.
The pain I should feel,
never even shows or comes through.
The passion I should know,
never comes out in the open.
Depressed.
When all else fails,
I just ignore it all.
When someone tries to help me,
I push them away, and burn all the facts.
Apathetic.
I try to hide it all,
with the pills and alcohol.
But everyone sees through my plot.
I seem so lost in my own contradictions,
High.
because I truly dont care.
The way they stare,
and call me heartless.
But I could love and care,
Ecstacy.
only if I needed to.
The outside shell,
is hard to break and get into.
The inside shell,
Fucked.
doesnt even exist.
I really do want to live.
But the life that I have,
isnt worth living anymore |
