Nothing is what I do. Nothing is what I feel. I want to be isolated from everyone. No one cares, everyone lies. Everyone is out for themselves. Was it “nothing” that you said I did when I did much? Was it “nothing” that you said when I tried my best? Nothing is what I am not. It is what I am and it is what I do, to you? I wish I can have the luxury to feel nothing. I feel and I hurt. What I feel is not nothing but everything. Everything that gives me pain. Everything that makes my tears follow. To you I am nothing, to me I feel nothing, to the world I accomplished nothing. Therefore I am what people see, nothing.

My One And Only True Self


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