The thought of being empty, the feeling of emptiness,
I crave to feel full because there's something missing here. I built my walls up strong just for them to get knocked down, some one fill me up please! Give me something that I know for sure I can feel proud of. Empty vessel, something similar to a corpse... I might as well be dead. No need to rhyme, my emptiness has no comparison, I try to think of all the good things I live for but at the end....... I still feel empty
