empty

it's all quite shitty really
living in this negative world
with so little positive

it's a miracle we're all still alive
to wake up in the morning

to which we have so little to offer

it has even less to offer us

what a joke.

it's a fucking gamble

you either make it big
or you don't

and though this sounds negative
it really isn't

maybe it's cynical
but it's not

maybe I need Jesus
I say he can go fuck himself

arms pillows legs dreams

it isn't all real

we're all just pieces within
pieces of atoms
with no gods
hopes
or dreams

just pieces of ourselves
within the collective
soul of nothingness

and this
this is nothing too