Transparent

Nothing Camouflaged to thin air Tries too many to keep count Even the brightest shades of personality dont even paint a morsel of a person Charisma, Charm, Intelligence All mix together to form Nothing Constantly climbing all these mountains Searching & fiending for victorious outcomes Frost bite here & then A couple of stumbles gently sprinkled Get to the top? Nothing Dreams make the imagination go wild Z's filling up the air Goals can always be achieved here But when I close my eyes I step into a wonderful, unthinkable world Of nothing Joyful sounds code for sweet delights pass my street daily My taste buds water and I run outside for my dollar's worth Of sweet, delicious nothing Always sold-out Always right there after the bell rings Always searching & searching for what I soon to find out As nothing-- Absolutely nothing It's nothing Life's nothing I Am Nothing. No wonder the blood that's running through my veins isn't clear Ms. Cellophane Ms. Transparent The words that flow out of my mouth are nothing more than nothing itself. Take my words, my emotions & my thoughts and pour them out on a table. They rearrange themselves. The first group - an N The second - an O The third through seventh spelling out THING Nothing What's on that table is my reflection. Nothing. It's like it's glued to my forehead. Nothing. But with God I have everything.