Chapter 193

Dead Living

I do not need to be fixed
For I am not broken
Living offers me nothing
Soon my words will go unspoken

I really do not know why
I was always "not good enough"
Trapped, living life on this Earth
For me "living" is "not good enough"

I know I was not much
I am WHO I am
My mind twisted and warped
I am WHAT I am

When my face was seen
You looked at the living dead
It must have been unpleasant
For not a word was ever said

I see all the "real" people
Living their little ant lives too
If that is life at its best
Then life's best simply won't do

Before I was created
I remember not a single thing
I have slowly fallen to believe
When I perish there will be nothing

Nobody