Well I'm bored so I am in the mood to write a poem :lol: I'm not exactly known for poems but here is one that I will just whip up for you all A Shell: Once upon a time I was filled with misery, a type of despair that was easy to see. I wore this feeling upon my sleeve; Quite clearly, I appeared to be in need. Yet no one would would come near, I sat by myself looking into this broken mirror. I saw a shattered soul with a broken heart, the making of a shell being torn apart. Limb from limb, the pain was endless; I felt distraught, this depression was restless. My soul was in a coma, gone for a while. My face was blank, completely void of a smile. I felt like an empty shell of what I used to be, My being, my soul, my heart, no longer happy. After a while it all began to feel normal, Who knew being numb was considered formal. I wore the numbness like a suit and tie, A metaphorical mask for every last lie. Despite the fact of how hard I tried, I couldn't help but bring myself to cry. This feeling of being alone, was the best feeling that I've ever known. This feeling of being alone, is the only feeling I would ever condone. And just when I thought all was right, I met something strange that casted a light. This person that suddenly gave me sight, A clarity of emotion, a new will to fight. She was the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, Someone that you could only see in a dream. Yet this was real, at least it was to me. She mended my heart and filled my soul; To become happy, this was my new goal. I had a new meaning, a new purpose in life; A cause that made me put down the knife. She gave me love, that's all I asked for, It took a while, but there was eventually a door. She made me whole from outside to the core, I'm now complete; a shell no more.