Everything and Nothing At All
There is so much feeling involved in feeling like nothing at all I breathe, I strain to be I felt it once, seven years ago, Staring at the ceiling from the upper bunk-- Close enough to touch it, only just It doesn't matter. You sleep and you eat, And you slowly begin to understand why Everyone around you is just as numb But me, not me-- I am full of life and alive And I am everything in a world that is not And when I break, the shards of glasses will be stained A little bit of rose here, the sky there And the sun never stops shining yellow And it will cut you, pierce into your skin smoothly The way I used to touch it But you will bleed and when you bleed That's when You'll finally think of me. And I want to say I'm trapped, I remember the doors shutting But it feels more like I dug myself into this hole In this nothingness, this thin forgettable light And I don't see things the way I used to see them, You'll say I'm better off but