I no longer care
about what you have to say,
because you are nothing.
All of you,
mean nothing to nobody,
because that's all you'll ever be.
Pick up your stupid ass heads
off the ground.
And look at me, nothing
because nobody else will look at you.
Because you're ugly.
Smile at the sun, nothing
because the sun is the only thing that wants to see your face.
You should die, nothing
because nobody wants you alive.
You're fucking nothing,
and they don't hate you
oh no
they just don't give a fuck about you.
No one will ever love you,
nothing.
So why
do you exist?
Why?
Why?
Tell me, nothing
what's your name?
"You tell me, nothing."
A/N: Tried a new writing style.
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a poet's lonely dreams
Poetryan exploration of the human spirit through intellectual odyssey and experimentation. "a poet's lonely dreams" is the perfect collection of cerebral, thought-provoking, and futurist poetry! in lieu of recent tragedies, a corrupt soul learns to identi...
