Nothing


I am nothing.
floating through an ocean of yes's and no's
but most don't know that no means no.
and they take it without consent and without permission.
They make it their mission to tear you up piece by piece,
like some piece of meat.
They make you nothing.
They crumble you up
until the crumbs of what's left of you fall out of their hands,
and into the rubble of nothing.
And all they're missing is a piece of mind
because these men never realized that all the world needs,
is peace and kindness.
but instead they make you feel like some kind of nothing.

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