My sadness does not
Make me empty.
Not even close

It fills me to the brim
With fiery anger
And painful frustration

From the fact that
I am the only one
Left in recluse

And nobody will take the time
To bother to tell me why

So no I’m not empty,
Far from it
I am determined
And I am bitter

One day you will recognize me
And until then

I don’t have the time to be empty