there are many
human beings on
the planet
who
draw
sing
love
think
write

they create beauty
they live with
a purpose
with something to wake up for

what do i have?
i think
and the answer is nothing

i am nothing
i am a pair of feet
a tired mind
heavy limbs
and closed eyes

i sleep
i wake
i grind
through
school
friends
family
i eat
and don't care
and i repeat

my record is broken

my disc is scratched

i am no longer valueable
to anyone

i am routine
i am boring

i am nothing