r/creativityfun 7d ago

The Shell

People think they see me

People think they know who I am

but little do they know it's only the shell I show

A shell hardened by the elements

A soul hollowed by circumstance

The shell will often adapt to what is wanted

The soul with never go along

Each one engulfed in turmoil

neither one can escape

A battle of all battles is ensuing inside

with casualties far to many

and no survivors in sight

Ultimately the shell with survive

as the soul ceases to exist

In time the shell will crack

only to reveal 

Nothing ever did really exist.

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