Empty

Empty

Like a finished pot of coffee

Nothing really matters to me

Dark

Like a black hole

I used to be the bright light shining in the darkness

What has become of me?

I feel as if I've grown old and numb to the world

Destined to spend my life uncaring and uncared for

But that's fine

Like I said, nothing really matters

When your empty

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