Emptiness
I go through the daily grindand do the things that are
required of me.
I am void of emotions,
an empty shell being tossed
around in an endless circle.
No where in particular to go,
just wandering around aimlessly
drifting from here to there.
Who am I is the question,
I am someone who longs to
be accepted but never will be.
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