Hey everybody! I was reading Loveless, and I started thinking about how Zero must feel about being... Zero. So, here's a poem-ish thing that isn't very good, but hey, I tried.
*This is a re-post and slight revision from my old account.*
I am zero.
I am nothingness.
And yet, I have a name.
And yet, I can be broken.
I am zero.
I am unique.
And yet, three others share my name.
And yet, I am more alike than not to my brethren.
I am zero.
I am alone.
And yet, I am shared.
And yet, I am cared for.
I am zero.
I am the beginning.
And yet, I have not yet begun.
And yet, I fail to start.
I am zero.
I am nothingness.
I am unique.
I am alone.
I am the beginning.
And I am loved.
I am challenge.
I am possibility.
And I am alive.
