Nothing going on,
I hate this world, my life, everything is darker than the blackest pit.
I hate everything about it.
People yelling in this silent world around me,
Cars crashing and stuff piling up.
Emptyness, hate its more than just a feeling,
Its hard to explain but nothing is better,
Nothing is here and no one cares,
Its nothing but emptyness, and I'm all alone,
I don't think this world would last without me,
Nothing ever comes from being the enemy,
If you think you've got what it takes then come after me,
Theres nothing I haven't felt before.
Its more just what I expect.
No one can even comprehend whats wrong with me,
Because I'm still not seeing why I'm the one with the problems,
I'm stronger than I look and not as weak as I was once mistook.