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Empty
I’ve lied to myself,
Pretended the glass was always half full.
When in reality it was half empty.
Empty.
Is how I feel now.
In all of my eighteen years.
I’ve never felt as lost as this.
I’ve lied to you all.
Portraying something I am not.
Happiness can’t be bought.
I’ve Pretended the glass was half full.
But, in reality it had always been half empty.
Its all a question of perception.
Yet my insecurities led me in the wrong dirrection.
I wanted the water flowing over the brim.
To be completely understood.
To let my gaurd down and give in.
However in truth’s eyes.
I know realize,
that glass was always half empty.
