The Empty Shell That Once Held a Person Inside
My words are wasted
And so is my breath.
At the end of this friendship,
I’ll be that empty shell
That once held a person inside.
Will I be alive the next day?
Hard to say.
I shouldn’t be dependant like this.
I’m already that empty shell
That once held a person inside.
I hate being pressured,
But you pressure me to be better.
To care for myself.
But how can I do that if I’m an empty shell
That once held a person inside?
I could keep on talking,
And ramble like before,
But my words are wasted.
I’m an empty shell
That once held a person inside.
And so is my breath.
At the end of this friendship,
I’ll be that empty shell
That once held a person inside.
Will I be alive the next day?
Hard to say.
I shouldn’t be dependant like this.
I’m already that empty shell
That once held a person inside.
I hate being pressured,
But you pressure me to be better.
To care for myself.
But how can I do that if I’m an empty shell
That once held a person inside?
I could keep on talking,
And ramble like before,
But my words are wasted.
I’m an empty shell
That once held a person inside.