They say that home is where the heart is.
But what if my heart doesn't feel at home anywhere?
How am I to feel?
When all I feel is empty.
I felt half full once..
But now all I feel is empty.
I want to scream out..
"CAN YOU HEAR ME?"
But what I hear in return is my own echo.
beyond the emptiness.
People get their hearts broke
Their hopes shattered..
Their regrets eat them alive.
To live to be empty.
I was born,raised, half grown.
They tell me that I still have a long road ahead.
I will forever live in my own empty
It's the emptiness that eats you.
To live to be empty.
Do you feel the empty?
Mar 23, 2015
Mar 23, 2015 at 11:15 AM UTC
They say that home is where the heart is.
But what if my heart doesn't feel at home anywhere?
How am I to feel?
When all I feel is empty.
I felt half full once..
But now all I feel is empty.
I want to scream out..
"CAN YOU HEAR ME?"
But what I hear in return is my own echo.
beyond the emptiness.
People get their hearts broke
Their hopes shattered..
Their regrets eat them alive.
To live to be empty.
I was born,raised, half grown.
They tell me that I still have a long road ahead.
I will forever live in my own empty
It's the emptiness that eats you.
To live to be empty.
Do you feel the empty?
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