I am but a shell of who I used to be
A hollow of the life I used to live
I stand unfazed as my life falls apart
It’s become nothing but a chore to me
A difficult chore I would like to skip
Look into my eyes & there you’ll see
That I’m only a shadow of who I used to be
A vague existence of who I was before
So what I do is I try to write my life away
As time passes by from day to day
It’s become a concept too vague to reach
Hoping it’s me these words will teach.

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