I feel nothing but something, as if a breeze brushes against your face.
I am odd and in displacement. Little tasks take a lifetime to preform, the biggest of tasks are out of the question. I am nothing, no one, just a name on a tag. I am trapped in this body alone and dead.
it's hard to breathe when you feel so dull. I am a no one, walking aimlessly to who knows where for what reason. Help, I'm alive..., I'm alive, I'm alive, living for the day.
My thoughts consume my being I am no more than a spark of dust in the wind.
Watch me crawl, watch me beg, I am no one, I am nothing, I guess I shouldn't stay.