The Empty Shell
What I now perceive with the eyes
Is not what I have known in heart
As if to imagine a rose
Full of passion, vigor, and bright
And then to realize just a weed
Who is this new me that I see?
Unrecognizable being
Habiting the old body
That housed the same soul, so I thought
Struggling to find love for self
Judged by others who once knew me
Larger than in the prior life
But an empty shell, nonetheless
In the eye of the beholder
Is not where true beauty does lie
It shall be found only in heart
But alas, the heart has grown cold
By what its eyes has deceived of
Not enough to feel good within
The universe has informed me
That weight has made me different
And I have accepted defeat
Is not what I have known in heart
As if to imagine a rose
Full of passion, vigor, and bright
And then to realize just a weed
Who is this new me that I see?
Unrecognizable being
Habiting the old body
That housed the same soul, so I thought
Struggling to find love for self
Judged by others who once knew me
Larger than in the prior life
But an empty shell, nonetheless
In the eye of the beholder
Is not where true beauty does lie
It shall be found only in heart
But alas, the heart has grown cold
By what its eyes has deceived of
Not enough to feel good within
The universe has informed me
That weight has made me different
And I have accepted defeat
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