I’m only a mask, fake,
A twisted reflection,
A lie, pretend,
Because there is nothing in me
That could be seen
By anyone… anyone.
I’m hollow, I’m dead,
I’m showing the best
And even that is just crap.
There is no fire, no strength, no will,
And I’ll never admit
That the last remains I had
I’ve given to you.
I’m left an empty shell.
Dragon, 2021