Steeled Hollow

My chest is hollow
Yet steeled at the same
There is nothing there,
Though something feels heavy

Heavy emptiness
How does that arise?
Deceit, unhappiness, neglect?
Then that would make sense

You try and you try
Then they just break your will
Never telling full truths,
Never quite telling lies

No one else seems to have reason
I'm beginning to forsake it myself
Perhaps then i'll understand their wonts
Perhaps then i'll be as crafty

My heart is already black,
Or steeled as it were
Heavy, saddened, loathing,
Depends from it everyday