Hollow

Eyes + Words

Written by Jacob Ibrag

Growing up, all I ever wished for on my birthdays

was to be as big as the skyscrapers that surrounded my

mothers office. They seemed so confident, everything that I

wasn’t. I was this boy who possessed an overactive imagination

and nothing else. And now here I am all these years later, wishing

that I was that kid again, wishing that I wasn’t as hollow as

the skyscrapers that surrounded my mothers office.

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Photographer Unknown

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