I have nothing to write about.
Nothing is happening to me.
I’m numb and nothing is happening.
I sit here and still nothing happens.
I wait and wait, nothing prevails.
I’m painless, nothing moves.
I’m emotionless, nothing reacts.
I exist, nothing cares.
I am nothing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you are something if you can write so well