Hollow

I keep burning myself

And I keep melting down

Just like how something burns

If you set something on fire.

I’m a paper bag

That temporarily gives space

To everything that can fit inside me

But I keep tossing them out

For I cannot handle if it’s too heavy.

Also, I have no best friends

And I always keep myself

Far away from commitments

And anything that scares me.

Sometimes, I feel

That I have a heart that beats

And a brain that thinks

But then, I realise that

There is nothing inside me.

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A paper bag to another paper bag.