hollow
a hollow feeling fills my chest cavity
consumed by the lonely that fills my mind
in awe of the depth of human depravity
is this how we were all designed?
it doesn't matter
i just want someone to see me
to sit and talk over coffee
but the isolation is drowning me
it doesn't matter
i just want someone to care
to hear and comfort all my despair
but this apathy is suffocating me
it doesn't matter
no one sees
no one cares
but it's okay
my heart can't continually shatter
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