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Empty Moments

  • Writer: Kyle C.
    Kyle C.
  • Jan 23
  • 1 min read

Why can't I love the empty moments, 

why can't I be present and own it?


Why do I cry out when my heart and mind are pounding, and feel worthless when there's nothing inside sounding.


I'm tired of the little things,

 the run to the bus, the fake ass smile, 

getting in my own head

 oh don't be so dramatic!


Let me be vibrant

 let me be chill

 something beyond me

 help me find it.


What is a hero? Someone who stares into the void and doesn't let it break them,

 someone who sees what the world and the girls want, and doesn't let that shape them.


Stay true to your heart when your soul

 is empty. Even if others think you're a weirdo, stay true to that sweetheart mentality.

Be someone's hero.

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