Something About Nothing
It seems as if I'm giving my everything for nothing.
This conflict really means something to me,
Because my everything are all of my hopes and dreams
To become anything that want to be.
My talents are all that I own: Poetry, Art, My life's song…
But nothing is never where it supposed to belong.
Nothing begins a lie of Truth or Dare.
Creating millions of pieces of my heart without care.
Nothing is making something; a fool out of me…
Bringing along anything that causes misery.
It drifts me away from actuality.
Who I am now, I am not destined to be!
Yet nothing can tell me - “Everything will be ok”
But if something goes wrong “Nothing.” is all I'm left to say.
I have fought for nothing!
Stood up for nothing!
Gave up Everything for NOTHING!
And this conflict really means something, you see…
Because you are Nothing and Everything is me!
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