Poetry 1.0 (Completed)

Without A Reason

I feel like a snail,

hiding within a shell of happiness all day long.

I hide the emptiness, the depression,

inside my thin, breakable shell.

I can't let the world see this side of me,

it's a scary thing,

something I don't like.

I continue through the little days I have left of this life,

feeling hollow and forgotten,

without a reason to go on.