What am I doing?
Why am I here?
I only hear what I want
I only hear that I can't
Instead I choose to rant
With nothing to lose
I venture out into the world
In a world of trouble
I wander aimlessly
What do you see?
Nothing and no one
How do you feel?
Like dying
Stick my life into a bucket of bleach
and watch the colors bleed
Psychedelic is how I feel
Rotten is how I smell
So what the hell
am I supposed to do?
Do nothing
Be nothing
See nothing
Hear nothing
Feel nothing
Smell failure
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