It's really hard to feel loved; when there is no one to love;

How to be hopeful, when there's no hope left to begin with;

Unable to feel prioritized, because priority was never a thing;

Give me a heart full of content,  tired of feeling heartless



My life is a series of compiled fabrication of missing feelings and emotions;

Every breath I sip, every step I take, every blink I make;

Are all figments of my imagination;

Nothing but fabricated lies;

Lies;

And more lies