Hollowness

“You can rest now, ” you say...



Thinking back, it was a sweet trap.



So today, I'll act as my ideal person, too.









Fiction, false words, false image, and open mind,









I made it all myself.













The honest person is the boy who cried wolf.



It's about time for the liar to play the victim.



With those fake tears,
















Ahh— I want to go away, to run away from this kind of 3D world.













“You decided, haven't you?” you say, and I nodded, completely tempted of what you're about to offer.
















To virtualize a lie, unscientific situations, and imaginary speech—










“Hey, anything is fine,”



“Give me love,”



“Please love me, ”



“Because words alone can no longer heal me, ”


“Please stay by my side a little longer, ”



















These were the proof that my life wasn't enough.










Scars










Scars



















“Please stand in front of me, my doppelgänger in the mirror, ”












Reality had never been anything so fragile before.



“You see, for me... Everything being fictional is fine.”




Then I went to close my eyes.

“Right?”














And you did it.






You replaced me. How foolish I was to believe such things exists,





And before I knew it,





I lurched forward beside the scale, I Iaugh at myself, there's no place for me anymore...






Even if I want to go back— I can't return.












I didn't even realize...





The weight of that single word,





































“Become my sacrifice.”















Where has my ideal reflection gone?



Then I saw you, with a completely different appearance,




You gave me a fake smile, and the look of pettiness,






“You're going to soak up lies and spit our new ones, aren't you?” you said, as I couldn't say anything back...








Yes, I am nothing more than a vessel... I can never become that person.





That ideal reflection that I created.









I want to break it,



But I couldn't destroy it.



My ideal reflection isn't here.
















Meaninglessly, I held out my hand into the depths of the mirror,




















To virtualize a lie, an unrealistic situation—



A reflection that isn't there—



The disappearing boundary,






Once again, I saw the silhouette of you from afar, your back was facing me— you, along with the people that should've been with me,







“Give it back!”



Desperately trying to reach out my hand, you turned around and saw me, smiles as you saw me struggling chasing you, my shadow—



“Come back!”
















“I want to try one more time!”








I begged, for them to take notice of me— I want them to remember the real me— from the person I was then, before I created you...






“The real one is here, ”





The one's wrong,






Wrong,






It's wrong.










“Don't love the illusion of me, ”



“Please don't forget me,”




“I swear I'll give it more thought,”














I reached you and fight— fight for the place that you stole from the oblivious me, I was a fool that believed in your tempting deception,


















I won't lie to you again, ”








I won, I have me back. I won't let you fool me again and be the prey on your sweet trap,










“You have my word.”





























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