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 …

Vision

It seems like The distortions in the sky, Far beyond my reach Is trying to lure me.   But It's all hazy and I'm not sure whether It's the atmosphere or Just my poor imagination.   My mind is highly manipulative And It tries to correct things Despite the fact that It's Perfectly alright.   …