Empty

My insides are not what they used to be,
I was vibrant, loving and so very free.
But not i stand empty,
and my heart doesnt beat
I feel so tired,
but I cant ever sleep.
My eyes dont cry, and i never even feel
I have to draw blood
just to know that im real,
when it leaks on the floor
and spills from my wrist
i know that theres more
than living like this
because one day
I'll be dead and gone
and to leave without mark
just feels so wrong
one day ill find a boy
who knows how to love
and that my hearts not a toy.
He'll fill my life with so many smiles
no longer i'll feel lost
and wonder for miles
i wont have to bleed
just to know that im real
i really look forward to the love that i'll feel