Webmaster Poems
What's There To See?
The outside is blue
The inside is goo
What's there to see?
There's nothing in me
Wishes are nothing
It has never been an ending
To this empty side of mine
I wish people are blind
Not to see myself
Putting me on the 'empty' shelf.
-Copyright of Sol@^KaOs^
Originally written on September 24, 1999