Empty Shell

My footsteps are an echo
Of my past before me
Only my real feeling shows
How excessively empty

I am

A hollow shell of regret
A despise in my own actuality
My life being set
For my one true destiny

Being set

As I walk past
My life and story line
As I walk last
Upon the finish line

I realize

That my life wasn’t empty
I looked at only disappointment
I couldn’t foresee
That it was meant

That I knew nothing