Empty is such a simple yet loaded word.
A jar could be empty.
A box could be empty.
Anything can be empty, including a person.
An empty shell without a soul.
That's what I am.
I'm simply empty.
The tears have all dried up and now there's nothing left.
I don't know how to not be empty anymore.
To have a genuine smile when I see someone.
I am empty, and there's nothing anyone can do about it.
I'm a lost cause.
And the funny thing is....No one can even see it.
No one can see it but me.
I guess I really am my own worst enemy.
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