From within this empty shell is a soul.
A soul that doesn't want to live anymore.
A life that was lost.
For the sake of others.
That got crushed within the race for life.
Backing out gracefully, I waited.
Waited for a chance to shine.
But instead,
This hollow shell withdrew into the shadow.
A shadow of misery and pain.
This world is a horrible place.
One that is made of struggles and far dreams.
Goals that will never be accomplished,
And deaths that stray from the view.
So this shell is cracked,
Longing for a soul within.
Longing for a face and a home,
That I can call my own.