I am a husk, a shell, a pit.
Made to be discarded
To be filled with something that is not my own
To be a part of something that dose not want me
However, I am needed
To carry the burdens of others
I will take in their pain and suffering
I will hide it within where none dare venture
I am needed but forgotten
Throw away your secrets, your sadness, your pain, your anger
I shall feel nothing, say nothing, and think nothing
I am a husk, a shell, a pit
Walking among you but never noticed.
What you needed but do not want
