The truth is I don't understand anything,
My mind is always empty and occupied at the same time,
Occupied by nothingness.
I can't learn how to live this life,
And I want to, but I can't
All I know is that I need to breathe.
All I know that this poem doesn't make sense.
I just did this to empty my mind,
My mind that is occupied by nothingness.
Sep 30, 2017
Sep 30, 2017 at 8:57 AM UTC
The truth is I don't understand anything,
My mind is always empty and occupied at the same time,
Occupied by nothingness.
I can't learn how to live this life,
And I want to, but I can't
All I know is that I need to breathe.
All I know that this poem doesn't make sense.
I just did this to empty my mind,
My mind that is occupied by nothingness.
