Q:  Empty would be the word to use to describe me. 
I go through life living in a world of my own.
A world that is filled with nothing but darkness.
A world that is full of pain, depression, and sadness.
I always feel like I’m alone. 
Like no one wants to be around me. 
So I put on an act just so I can feel wanted. 
I go around being some one that I’m not. 
Just so people will accept me. 
But what would be the point of doing so. 
If by the time I get home I still feel nothing but emptiness
What would be the point if I can’t be myself? 
Am I really that afraid of what people would say about me? 
Worried about how they could ever accept me. 
Is my life empty because I’m living a lie?
Or is it empty because I want it to be that way.