Empty

I don’t understand what you want from me
What I have to give
I thought that you could see
My life’s an empty pit

This peanut shell is hollow
It was emptied long ago
But what’s difficult to swallow
Is that one didn’t ever grow

When you stop your search
You’ll be tired and broke
There’s nothing behind my eyes, like an empty perch
There’s no guitar string to stroke

No music comes from within me
No reverbrations down an empty hall
Scared you scream
I’m a porcelain doll

-Alisha