Sweet Nothing Poem by Barlot ...

There's no feeling in my body
But there's anger in my soul
Where's my self control?
In the trash with everything that used to matter.

I can't change the world
When we just live to die
Give up now and save your pride
What else is there to live for but trying?

It's easy to be happy
When you choose not to care
The wind blows through my hair
If it blew me away it wouldn't matter.

The sun has left the clouds to cry
The sky is growing dark
Broken lighters in the park
Won't light my path to acceptance.

There's no feeling in my body
But there's raindrops on my head
I'd give my life to be dead
Just to experience the beauty of inexistence.