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Just a Hollow Shell
My head is bowed low, feeling the shame, Think of how I am now, I take all the blame. Just one look into my eyes, you can see the lies. Through a fake smile, if you listen, you can hear my soul cry. Embrace me, feel me shake, Weak from trying so hard to put on a smile so fake. Can you see me? Or am I fading away? Where shall I be? Is there a better day? I would like to believe in better days to come, But my whole life, I have been on the run. From the demons that hide deep inside, Who at their leisure, take me for a ride. Lie to me and tell me sweet tales, Only to try and fail. Tell me of happiness in life and love, How if I only grab back what I once was, I can feel again heaven above. It's a daily struggle, so lonely there, Forever at war, just want out of here. Shackled and bound, in the darkness of my mind, Trying to crawl out, but getting pulled behind. No religion, no peace, just a war of rage, Reading the book of my life, staring at a blank page. Residing in the depths of my own personal hell, Living a life, just a hollow shell. Heart is shattered, Soul is tattered. Been trying to pick myself up ever since I fell, But it's hard, when you are just a hollow shell.
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