Nothing - My Realization
Date: 9/10/00
There's no escape,
no matter how far I fly.
Nothing left to try
and I can never win.
But it's the same here
as it was at the last.
A cruel warden is the past.
And there's nothing -
nothing left for me,
no one cares to care.
Yet still I wait, I dare,
and for what?
Another let down,
just one more wasted day,
another turned to gray,
and now there's nothing
Left to slip away.
No tears left to shed,
no heart left to mend.
But still there's something,
I still want to dream,
that there is some place
I can fill the empty space.
And I'll be me again.
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