Master of Nothing
my handwritng is nondescript
facial expressions blend to well
self image negative and filled with deceit
my ambition is to survive another day in hell
I excell at nothing cant run or solve puzzles
my faults are forthcoming
I yearn for complacency and lust for normalicy
friendships are fickle and my enemies forget me
now as I die at my own will my soul flees
hellbound for something different
the images before my eyes are incoherent
as I realize my life meant nothing
for I am nothing so I achieved nothing
as a matter of fact I mastered nothing
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