I'm nothing
They say I'm nothing Nothing at all.
They think I don't think,
I think when they don't think.
Without them I was something,
Without myself I was a dead thing.
My smile was ignored when my
Absence was not in his hold,
My pride was wasted when,
My upside was devastated.
I'm kinda person who can never move,
I'm kinda person who is sitting
In a barren lightless room.
Dreams are illusional,
Dreams just always vanish,
And sometimes your sensations aren't enough. •
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