I'm surrounded by faces
Those faces, no souls
I've played all my aces
Tried filling my holes
I still see those faces
They're looking away
I've searched in all places
To find my own way
If they were just faces
Some faces with souls
I'd find an oasis
And call it a home.
I haven't written in a long time
trying to start again hahaha
hope you like it
(I know I still need practice)
This poem is just about how I feel. Those situations when you feel like everyone's hollow but you still keep looking for someone that's different or try to move forward by yourself.