I focus
so much on
that tiny piece of
paper that comes in
      every little cookie
          And when I don't
                Get that little piece of paper 
                            My day is ruined and         
                              nothing seems to matter anymore
              Why do I rely on such a tiny piece of paper?
               Generalized for the masses
          To give me something to look forward to.
        This means nothing
But it meant something in a moment,
and it could have meant something so
much more
If it were in the cookie.

How many times do I have to repeat myself?
You are nothing.

everyday tastes the same.
bland todays mix with that of yesterdays-
its all the same.
with no flavour to rush my tongue,
i am sickened with the same bland taste of nothing,
everyday.

indifference clouds my senses,
day after day and night after night.
with nothing to differentiate mondays from the sundays,
i am only feeding into the downward spiral.
consuming me into the Nothing,
and i, too, become nothing.

Please let me live in peace
When I die, I die alone
But while I live, I wanna do what I love
But no more
My sounds are suppressed
I am not heard, just left to be done
I am not a doll, you can't control me
But you will, because who cares
Even after I'm alive, I'm dead
What else does it feel like
One thing-
NOTHING

i used to think that
          everything is nothing without you
oh dear
          how wrong i was
after all
          everything is everything with me

Wake me up when corona ends.