Some nights I stay alone in my bed
And I feel safe as if I am in a shell
Until thoughts run through my head
And yet everything seems nothing again.
'Cause everything is nothing again
When all you wished for was to get older
Just to have less on your shoulders
Or, at least, this is what you thought.
Everything turns into nothing again
When you become your worst enemy
And you question your whole existence
To the point you weaken your resistance
And let life pass you by, day after day.
Somehow everything is nothing again
But when will nothing be everything again?
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PoetryDuring the past few years I found out that people I used to be friends with would talk about me behind the scenes, creating their own scripts and scenarios & making me the villain in their own story. Not only that, the general public, along with soc...
