What will you find in me?
Empty, empty
I feel empty
I feel the pain
Seeing nothing
They shout insults at me
Only furthering
The disconnect
I am not here
I will never be here
Never can open my eyes
Keep myself pointed towards some 'grand truth'
What is truth
Other than a construction
A fabrication made by the human mind
Then what am I?
Am I some construction?
Will someone look inside of me one day
Seeing me for who I really am?
Digging far enough inside of me
They will only find others
Their voices
Screaming at me long after they have left
I feel empty
I feel the pain
Seeing nothing
They shout insults at me
Only furthering
The disconnect
I am not here
I will never be here
Never can open my eyes
Keep myself pointed towards some 'grand truth'
What is truth
Other than a construction
A fabrication made by the human mind
Then what am I?
Am I some construction?
Will someone look inside of me one day
Seeing me for who I really am?
Digging far enough inside of me
They will only find others
Their voices
Screaming at me long after they have left
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