I am so hallow. I’m filled to the brim with emptiness and it’s taking its toll on me. I definitely don’t have the slightest clue who I am. But, did I ever even know in the first place?
There are times when I’ll be lost in thought and suddenly, out of nowhere, I’ll envision myself with my hands over my face, not knowing whether I want to scream or cry. Every time this happens, I can’t see my face in any sort of way. Each time it’s covered by my hands. Maybe in reality it’s covered by shame.
I don’t want to be me anymore. When will this end?