I am a blank board
Slightly bored
Impress upon me what you will
Feel free to erase
What you think is swill
I am a hollow shell
Living? in this hell
There's nothing you can do to quell
This emptiness
I am singing
So loud
To hide my thoughts
They scare me more than you
Am I
A product of my environment?
I don't observe Lent
And I'm not hell-bent
On Heaven
a bit cliche
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